Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Everyday Was, artist - Black Milk. Date of issue: 26.04.2015
Song language: English
Everyday Was |
| It’s that overdose daily |
| No if, and, buts or maybes |
| Have you addicted like that shit my auntie smoked in the 80s |
| Auntie Tricia, what up, I see you still live and maintain raw |
| So I rep it, spit raw, spit hard as the veins in your arms |
| Reminisce back on the innocence |
| Back when the money was limited |
| Before we had stacks, before we had racks |
| Before we had raps on the internet |
| We was in class driving the teacher crazy, hoping the bell rung soon |
| Before labels we banged on tables |
| Inside that school lunchroom, doom |
| Only one that graduated but still hung outside school |
| Was cool with the dropouts |
| Didn’t want to work around the clock from 9−5 |
| Just to clock in and clock out |
| Some niggas had packed things and sold it to crack fiends |
| Some niggas had dope wrote in their notepad but couldn’t turn it to rap dreams |
| But I did what I had to |
| Had to stash that cash up under that mattress |
| Hoping that a few years later, sooner than later I could put moms in that |
| mansion |
| Back up against that wall |
| Back in the trap where nigga feel trapped in |
| Either you a hustler, either you a dopeman |
| Or you got the muscle in the hood like Conan |
| Wrack em, sack em (whoop whoop) |
| Play cool when the cops roll past em |
| If you heard that (whoop) you knew they were hopping that fence so the cops |
| wouldn’t grab em |
| Some of the visions we saw, some of the sounds we heard |
| Left that scar on the brain |
| And the bars, and the verse, and the words and the Hearse |
| It’s just a different way of living |
| Ohh I knew the hand that I was given |
| Hustle, up early in the morning |
| Grind on the way, on the way |
| Talking bout death around the corner |
| Hoping that we don’t meet soon |
| Hell Below |
| So when you waiting on those days of fortune |
| Unfortunately yo, that wait is torture |
| Like holding breath under water, you’re the |
| Star a million miles away, just a minor way |
| Almost got got on a holiday, but he got away |
| What you think they troubled for? |
| Didn’t grow up comfortable |
| Or comfy as the lives of Cosby’s and Clair Huxtables |
| Need a couple grand in they hand put the handgun |
| To the next man, grandma live longer than grandson |
| It’s just a different way of living |
| Ohh I knew the hand that I was given |
| Hustle, up early in the morning |
| Grind on the way, on the way |
| Talking bout death around the corner |
| Hoping that we don’t meet soon |
| Hell Below |