[Verse 1:]

It's Friday, I feel funny bout this summer night

I can sense it in my soul that something just ain't right

But I ignore It hit my phone for some bitches, hope I can do Em like dishes, then blow one down those my wishes

My cell phone got no buzz I have no clientele

Dope man don't respond, don't treat his clients well

But that's alright, I'm gon get mines all the same

Sin and sex on the brain, mama thinks I should change, but I won't

Head down the street to meet my boy because I know he smoke

Still feeling like a passenger who sits on Charons boat

But I'm just trying to get active, so I help death row

I guess I'm cut throat, but then again I dunno

My mind stop wandering as I approach the house

Bretsil open up the door with a J in his mouth

Ask him what this party bout, he says it's moving fast

Damn I hope that shit last

[Hook:]

It's getting close to midnight

I gotta a lot on my mind

I've grown tired of trying

I just wanna get loose

It's getting close to midnight

I gotta a lot on my mind

I've grown tired of trying

I just wanna get loose

[Verse 2:]

I pick the flow up where I left it off before

We shoot the shit and then start heading through the door

I ask him what he smoking on it smell like BD

He said take a puff and see

Damn I love good company

I made my way to the living room it sound like it's poppin

Tiana hanging with her girls, she had her booty dropping

She saw me as I entered the room

And as the bass went boom, I decided to pursue

I walked up on her, grabbed her hips like I was slick and shit

She whispered in my ear she wants to give my dick a lick

Well lickity split we headed up the stairs to get some head, not knowing soon someone would be dead

When we start to get it in

We here a ruckus, man what the fuck is this? she hadn't even started sucking

We make our way to where commotion was

A niggas praying to his god while he feels the barrel of a gun

The fear of bullets spraying enters in my head, weighing my option I made my choice and then I fled

Right then the dude got filled with led

If he could do one thing I'm sure he'd take back what he said

And now I'm thinking bout what momma said

Sin and sex had me this close to being dead

But instead, I look ahead

And row row row my boat and put the story down in pen

Man what time is it?

[Hook:]

It's getting close to midnight

I gotta a lot on my mind

I've grown tired of trying

I just wanna get loose

It's getting close to midnight

I gotta a lot on my mind

I've grown tired of trying

I just wanna get loose

[Bridge:]

Don't think on bad times, think on bad times, think on bad times

Focus on good times, you get one life, before you die, lose the stress and get loose