Everyday
Michal DeAngelo
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Ah ah ah (Ah ah ah) Shawty done gotta new lifestyle Shawty done gotta new price now Shawty done got an advance now Suckin' that dick wit no hands now I think I got enough bandz now Shawty done got a new hairstyle I curved that bitch now she assed out Yes we known to get it and we on the block like everyday Moe they tried to book me but the judge couldn't find no evidence I got a skreet sweeper if they wanna be on blocks and play F*ck niggas talk but they lossin' they pay I got them bandz stack em straight in they face F*ck it they all is informants Picture my life in Forbes list Notice my pipe leave her sore hips Check it my vibes enormous Check out my ride its a cordless My rhymes will acredit your courses I like 'em thick no need your corsets The Fendy the Benz we shoppin' for rich sex No jockin' my wave sercuity owe interest The meetings the greetings the checks ten They petty they think of existin' I'm feedin' my kids in exec's Benz This how the f*ck an exec spends I'm havin' zoom calls with T-Pain Screw wit the work it's a damn shame Better off spilling out champagne (Champagne) Yes we known to get it and we on the block like everyday Moe they tried to book me but the judge couldn't find no evidence I got a skreet sweeper if they wanna be on blocks and play F*ck niggas talk but they lossin' they pay I got them bandz stack em straight in they face Steppin on niggas I'm pavin a way As I'm makin the pay Manufacture the flame Enamored in art Is hip hop this far? Playin my part This music I move out Like everyway Down 295 The hustlers pride You peep what's inside Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah Look at em up in they eyes Speak nd they tellin them lies Licks on ya block they surprised Happens like everytime Pray for ya boys to retire Hits to take ova ya town No tellin' when bro is inbound Notices they jockin my sound I spin ya block right around Turned my career to a habit He caught his flow in the night Peep how the f*ck we be draggin He steady believin his hype Sleep by the breath of the dragon He gone be lossin his life His family say this can't be right He a snitch a rat and a has been (White America want him to live) You see how the f*ck they been actin And they cant come back in Yes we known to get it and we on the block like everyday Moe they tried to book me but the judge couldn't find no evidence I got a skreet sweeper if they wanna be on blocks and play F*ck niggas talk but they lossin' they pay I got them bandz stack em straight in they face I'm steppin' I'm steppin' She said that my dick is weapon I'm guessin' I'm guessin' That your bitch just fell in love And I just sold another dub And they say that I be lit And I told her check out my fit And I told her check out my fit My background doesn't alllow for a gun on my hip Keep asking if I'm lit Yeah even when I'm sober I got drugs in my piss Drugs in my sofa yeah watchu wanna flip Got drugs in my soda yeah it cause it to fizz You be dealin' wit cops I ain't fuckin' wit the pigs Yeah she know I'm the shit If you give me the beat man you know Imma kill it (you know I'm the shit) That bitch gon be dead (Yeah) Think that I'm stupid No wait yeah probably just lead Hop on beat I ain't never giving up (Pop in) That's for the homies who dead Rollin' up blunts yeah smokin' too much Yeah straight to head I don't really want top still grab her head All this clout think it got to my head I been chilling too much been chillin in a bed Yeah I know that I'm hot I ain't sick but I still got sweats I heard you all rap I don't consider you a threat Designer the fabric yeah check out the thread Why y'all hating Yeah say I'm threat Call me Lor Scoota yeah say I'm up next Music got tatted on my neck Spit in her face but I mean all respect Huh yeah mean all respect I'll keep on goin' I'm never gonna stop It's Lill Relllo yeah headin straight up to the top It don't take ten straight of the top He want eight grams so break out the scale And take of the top How you got gun but you never shoot Yeah throw away the Glock Like I'm workin' over night swear I got the mop How I got haters but I don't no opps (Don't got no opps) Yes we known to get it and we on the block like everyday Moe they tried to book me but the judge couldn't find no evidence I got a skreet sweeper if they wanna be on blocks and play F*ck niggas talk but they lossin' they pay I got them bandz stack em straight in they face
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Written by: David Signoriello, Michal Billups
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