Ridire - Friday Night Lights

Bitch I'm going for the kill
Friday night lights I'm on the field
I wanna show you something real
I'm way too high and I can't feel
It starts to feel like I can't fail
Keep countin these racks I'm gon prevail
Took some time to focus on myself
There's some shit I got to say but I won't tell
If this the championship I'm comin for the belt
Pull out the lot I'm doin donuts in the intersection
And I just speed off doin ninety in the wrong direction
And I can't look back look at where we are
And I can't look back on our way to superstars
And even when I ain't got nothin
Pass me the ball bitch I'm still gonna dunk it
Yea I'm just counting these hunnids like nothin
I don't really need it tho
Yea I'm young making moves
Shit has started lining up for me like dominoes
Knock em over as I go
From a regal to a rolls
Had dreams of selling out shows
And now I really wanna know
If I'm gon make it where I'm goin
Well fuck that imma make it on my own
Yea I'm counting all these racks as I'm putting on for my home town
Shits heatin up and the pressures building gotta go now
If you ain't know my name well
Bitch you know now
Bitch I'm going for the kill
Friday night lights I'm on the field
I wanna show you something real
I'm way too high and I can't feel
It starts to feel like I can't fail
Keep countin these racks I'm gon prevail
Took some time to focus on myself
There's some shit I got to say but I won't tell
If this the championship I'm comin for the belt

Written by:
Ian Boon

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