Testo Everyday - Hurricane Wisdom feat. Sqweez & Soldier Kidd
Testo della canzone Everyday (Hurricane Wisdom feat. Sqweez & Soldier Kidd), tratta dall'album Perfect Storm: Sorry 4 The Rain
Whoa
Whoa, whoa
Another day, another dollar, that's what my people say
I know they say I made it out, they don't say I made it away
Ain't got too much to complain about, I don't know why people stray
Don't know why people stray
This shit go good, this shit go bad, I still go day to day
When I leave the crib with extra meds, you'll never know, hey
I don't want you watching just to see if it's the time I pay
Born in some country, I done went and bought a crib with a lady
This shit ain't every day, you know
This shit ain't every day
I done see some crazy things
Thank God that I'm still okay
Firebend, we play with flame
Car game, they pop out with cage
She keep tellin' like she my man
Can't trust all these hoes the same
In the supercar, that big ol' super five
Nigga, put that pistol down, you don't know what to do with that
Real smoker, if he said it's smoke, I never ran from it
Real focused, when it come to business, I'ma stand on it
Another day, another problem, I wanna talk about it
I get home, she tryna fight me, but I'm too exhausted
Bro told me to chase that bag, I do that shit regardless
I keep that heat, they like D-Wade, I step out like I'm harder
Another day, another dollar, that's what my people say
I know they say I made it out, they don't say I made it away
Ain't got too much to complain about, I don't know why people stray
Don't know why people stray
This shit go good, this shit go bad, I still go day to day
When I leave the crib with extra meds, you'll never know, hey
I don't want you watching just to see if it's the time I pay
Born in some country, I done went and bought a crib with a lady
This shit ain't every day, you know
This shit ain't every day, you know
What friend you rap with, swang a dope
His bad kid, every day get dope
You niggas just miss on swang no more
He on my lips, get hip for sure
Go hit for hip, rock, and bop, boy
I hate my chick, I love this hoe
Just put me in, I'm tryna score
I'm tryna, I'm tryna, I'm tryna
Every day, 24, just like Koli
If you gave it to me, I'm tryna take you on the scene
People don't notice me, I keep it on
Another day, another dollar, that's what my people say
I know they say I made it out, they don't say I made it away
Ain't got too much to complain about, I don't know why people stray
Don't know why people stray
This shit go good, this shit go bad, I still go day to day
When I leave the crib with extra meds, you'll never know, hey
I don't want you watching just to see if it's the time I pay
Born in some country, I done went and bought a crib with a lady
This shit ain't every day, you know
Credits
Writer(s): Soldier Kidd, Wisdom Mikeal Oluola, . Sqweez
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