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Everyday!
Everyday!
Everyday!

EVERYDAY I gotta hustle, EVERYDAY I gotta shine
I wake up every morning with money on my mind
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block
Every, EVERYDAY, every, EVERYDAY
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block

Nothing else matter but the money
Nothing else matter but the money
Fuck a nigga hating
Niggas used to pull up in the bucket
Now the same trade cost a hundred
You don't wanna run it
Need a couple mil', I can front it
Everything you do and I done it, I just keep it one hundred
Everyday a nigga getting blunted and I'm with a white snow bunny
Heard you got problems, Glock 40 on me for the dummies
And I got a little for your buddies
Homie don't play that, swear I brought these words to my momma
She just told me focus on the commas, boy, that's everyday
I just wanna get it ten ways, Rollie and a pair of new J's
Everyday I wake, I gotta thank the Lord for the day
Then I gotta go and get paid
Oh, my goodness
Ain't driven the Porsche in a month, my Range Rover make a nigga hush
Fuck a nigga want
Sorry if I'm being too blunt, I gotta show a hater how to stunt
Boy, you a joke, Kevin Hart with it
Deerfield rapper worth about a couple million
I'mma go get it, nigga, I'mma go get it, nigga, I'mma go get it

EVERYDAY I gotta hustle, EVERYDAY I gotta shine
I wake up every morning with money on my mind
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block
Every, EVERYDAY, every, EVERYDAY
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block

Boy, I'm getting money like a sheikh
Quarter mil', made it in a week
Crib like a mall, young nigga living like Meech
A couple bad bitches in the jeep
20 gold bottles, you don't know nothing 'bout this
You don't know nothing 'bout a brick, 50K large
Could've went and bought a new Benz, but instead I just put it on the wrist
And your bitch love it, rich nigga but I'm still thugging
Broke niggas stay mean mugging
Used to have trouble with the four door Ford, now I'm tryina make the Forbes
Y'all ain't seen nothing
Ain't even tripping, promise I'mma die real nigga and free my homeboys in the system
Stay prayed up, everyday my mind made up
Everyday around what it took, never caught slipping
Case they wanna push they luck, try me if you thinking I'm bluffing
I love it when the beat go to ride out
I got a yellow bone stripper at the trap house
I put the Chevy in the shop through the summer time
Broward County, Deerfield born, running mine

EVERYDAY I gotta hustle, EVERYDAY I gotta shine
I wake up every morning with money on my mind
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block
Every, EVERYDAY, every, EVERYDAY
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block

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