Friday Prayer (feat. Headie One & Aitch)

Yeah (Trace-o)
Look where the mandem came from (look)
Look where the mandem started
Mo Better Cutz tryna line up shots
While I get a low fade, and my cane rows parted
I'm a stepper, we just step (step)
I had a five day pass and a dream
Hit red shop then I start sending texts
Bro's gotta hit one, but I'll send him next (facts)

I didn't care about plaques or BRITs (nah)
I was tryna get girls and creps
I had a lightskin ting from the bits
And a pair of Air 1's with the suedе blue checks (whoosh)
Shoutout to my babysitter, shе was leng
And she let me get away with murder (love that)
Had dreams of a mountain property
But I made do with a Mountain burger

Had the ying round, still do
But now the ying sleeps with the fountain blue
Leng one tryna say that I'm too grumpy
If you undress, that'll change my mood
Let me put a bed in the booth
And I'll cook like A Jewellers with no budget
I'm cold like Cole Palmer on a pen
If you like it, then I love it (Trace-o)

Show me the ends, I'm there
Been doing up mileage here then there (here then there)
Had to fight monsters on the way
Thank God that the mandem didn't show fear (thank God)
No hope but we came from nothing, ain't fair
No guides 'cah the olders never did care (did care)
Just me and my bike, I'll fill it with air
Stay safe 'cah my friends made Friday prayer

Show me the ends, I'm there
I'm doing up road, I'm there then there (there)
Funny how I went from the stick to the sticks
I'm out near the deers (uh)
Started off with the Q
Why you think feds came with the questionnaire?
I really cried for the drilled-down ones
Now this trainer room got thirty pairs

Bad bitch got curly hair
Wanna come to the booth and twerk in there (told me turn)
It's only W's, I built a wardrobe
Left all the L's in there (told me turn)
Loewe or Louis Vuitton (one)
Done a flick, they're doing it wrong (one)
I can drip and do one-of-ones (turn up)

I can switch and do number ones
Big whip now, we was whipping the grub (one)
I put a switch on the guns
Invest in the team like INEOS done
We were grinding for a quid
Now we see six figures and twiddle our thumbs
Say real niggas don't say they're real
But they ain't realer than One

Show me the ends, I'm there
Had a AJ bag with the benz in there (yeah)
Alla these gyal that I done flown out
Man I really put tens in air
Brand new six-bedroom crib
I ain't gonna mention where (sh, sh)
I ain't tryna go nowhere near jail
But I still got friends in there (shit)

Rolex new, but the shotgun rusty
Got a lil' wear and tear
I ain't saying your girl tryna fuck me
But why is she staring bare?
My girlfriend got a new girlfriend
It's only fair we share
If my next girl ever finds out
Then I wasn't there, I swear

Daily, hundreds of photos
Still, man come from jumpers for goalposts
So much smoke, I fucked up the ozone
Now I just run up numbers and go home
I been on tour this year
Hands in all pies, do more this year
Been throwing up fours since '015
And still man's throwing the fours this year (Trace-o)

Show me the ends, I'm there
Been doing up mileage here then there (then there)
Had to fight monsters on the way
Thank God that the mandem didn't show fear (thank God)
No hope but we came from nothing, ain't fair
No guides 'cah the olders never did care (did care)
Just me and my bike, I'll fill it with air
Stay safe 'cah my friends made Friday prayer