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| Yeah, every day
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| I text, I call, I flex, I ball
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| I go through this shit every day
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| I flex, I ball, I text, I call
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| My ex, we go through this shit every day
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| I ignore y’all, iPhone, missed call
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| From my bitch, we go through this shit every day
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| How can I sleep when we go through this shit every day?
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| How we gon' eat when you be interrupting me getting paid?
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| When we go broke, I bet you’re gonna have nothin' to say
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| Matter fact, the money only reason you call me bae
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| She a gold digger, she don’t fuck with broke niggas
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| Rose gold Audemar, got that off a show, nigga
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| Pinky ring blingin', but fuck that shit, we need some more pistols
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| 'Cause every time a nigga get some money, it bring more issues
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| Came a long way from sleepin' on my fuckin' mama’s couch
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| Got my first check, got some guns and bought my mom a house
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| You think that I ain’t work for this shit? |
| Ayy, watch your fuckin' mouth
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| I was robbin' for the dollars, now I’m gettin' gwalas now
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| I was fuckin' black feets, nigga fuckin' models now
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| I was smokin' point three, Backwoods by the boxes now
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| .40 by my boxers, try to rob me, I’ma gun you down
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| Chain shine like it’s sunny now, niggas funny, Leroy Brown
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| I flex, I ball, I text, I call
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| My ex, we go through this shit every day
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| I ignore y’all, iPhone, missed call
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| From my bitch, we go through this shit every day
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| How can I sleep when we go through this shit every day?
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| How we gon' eat when you be interrupting me getting paid?
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| When we go broke, I bet you’re gonna have nothin' to say
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| Matter fact, the money only reason you call me bae
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| Every day, every day is like a holiday
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| When I reset and think, I took the harder way
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| The Wraith or the Wagen, I don’t know which car today
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| I’m actin' cocky, I’m heavy on water weight
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| Niggas ain’t solid and I know that
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| I’m with the gang, don’t nothin' come before that
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| Aggravated off of yellow, Bodak
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| Pop you just like Prozac
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| Not just talkin', rappin', spit truth through the interphase (Right now)
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| Backstage of the venue, strap tucked in my inner waist
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| Your money low, I sip Hi-Tech (Red)
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| Every day I flex, but we used to stress
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| 'Member that (Huh?)
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| On the set, I spent a huncho on a Rolex, yeah (On Skydweller)
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| And you know we ain’t goin' for it, too much money for it
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| Wanna go to war, flip your Honda Accord
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| Wipe that baby nose, had to cut his cord
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| Blade on the K, chopper with the sword
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| Every day your bitch tryna see the boy (Every day)
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| She know that I’m winnin', keep the score
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| Got her legs open like Aventador
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| I flex, I ball, I text, I call
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| My ex, we go through this shit every day
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| I ignore y’all, iPhone, missed call
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| From my bitch, we go through this shit every day
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| How can I sleep when we go through this shit every day?
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| How we gon' eat when you be interrupting me getting paid?
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| When we go broke, I bet you’re gonna have nothin' to say
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| Matter fact, the money only reason you call me bae |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Everyday , by - BlocBoy JB. Song from the album I Am Me, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп