Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Every Day, artist - Goodbye Tomorrow. Date of issue: 27.10.2016
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Every Day |
| I remember one night |
| Late night, last year |
| In Crown Heights, me and all my guys was walking |
| To the store for a blunt |
| Saw a Porsche |
| Told my man |
| I’ma put him in it for him in a coffin |
| Hit the blunt, I remember coughing |
| Next thing you know we was popping off tracks |
| Outside a Brooklyn apartment |
| With Rob Markman, making genius moves |
| Without a sponsor |
| And I just question who gave y’all the juice |
| And how could they have seen the truth? |
| When they sitting in a pew |
| And the preacher neck glittering with jewels |
| After church you see em whipping in a coupe |
| Man, fuck what they be saying on the news |
| The truth don’t change from different views |
| Everyday they monitor the moves |
| Then they feed the spirit of the people To the wolves |
| Everyday guns be going off we ignore it |
| Activists after someone else report it |
| Same shit different day we falling for it |
| Everyday in the studio recording |
| Everyday another hustle |
| Everyday another dollar bill |
| Everyday somebody come up to me In the streets |
| And he think he know how I feel |
| Everyday another conversation |
| Everyday a new thing to go |
| Everyday somebody want some shit |
| I set the standards I take control |
| (I set the standards I take control) |
| Everyday a new life |
| A New lifetime, a new life line |
| I remember on the weekends |
| Had to make it to the train |
| Just to catch another train |
| Just to make it to the studio |
| Now I walk out my room, turn left |
| Take fifteen steps and I’m at my own studio |
| If I go outside, Wicker Park, Hyde Park, SoHo |
| Look around you know you see the logo |
| Cops still prolly lookin for the one who wrote those |
| Testing our limits always miss as far that go |
| I don’t trust myself under most conditions |
| So I don’t trust them or the politicians |
| On my soul I’m not going always on ignition |
| Overthinking jugging for position |
| Highly type to be all on suspicion |
| We ain’t finished, Head in my hand stressing |
| Everybody tryna mask their pressure |
| Every day I’m tyrna pass that threshold |
| Everyday another hustle |
| Everyday another dollar bill |
| Everyday someone come up to me in the streets |
| And he think he know how I feel |
| Everyday another conversation |
| Everyday a new thing to go |
| Everyday somebody want some shit |
| I set the standards I take control |
| (I set the standards I take control) |
| Everyday a new life |
| A new lifetime, a new life line |