Everyday

[Chorus]
Everyday I wake, I pray
I put in so much work, now I'm tryna fight this case
Free my friends cause the feds put my g's away
Got beef with the gang then you're beefing me same way
And this beef ain't dead till the whole of the opps in the grave
Everyday I wake, I pray
I put in so much work, now I'm tryna fight this case
Free my friends cause the feds put my g's away
Got beef with the gang then-

[Verse 1]
Get round for the disrespect
Most of my niggas in jail, got pissed when they took my friends
And these opps don't learn
So we gotta get round and school these men
Get drilled for your friends mistakes
So you better not chill with them
Dont slip, you don't wanna hit the news at 10
And these roads ain't fun
You can lose your life from corn or my rambo knife
Talk on the net
But when they saw me in the flesh, the pussio left his friends
I ain't gotta rap on beats, man know that I'm bad on streets
So how you gonna chat about me
Everyday man take risks, jump out gang and I pray I don't miss
This corn is live, I'll slap that twice, that's two bells out of the dots
When I creep up
Man I won't make a sound and run if my face gets clocked
Do it blunt, smoke at opps
This shit won't stop till they're all on tops
It's a violent life that I'm living
Done hella drillings, for man's block

[Pre-Chorus]
Go ask the opps, 'bout that work I mashed
Go ask the opps how that corn got crashed
Go ask the opps how their boy turned pack
Don't fuck around, you best come correct
We do the checks, we don't get g checked
Got smoke on us anywhere we step

[Chorus]
Everyday I wake, I pray
I put in so much work, now I'm tryna fight this case
Free my friends cause the feds put my g's away
Got beef with the gang then you're beefing me same way
And this beef ain't dead till the whole of the opps in the grave
Everyday I wake, I pray
I put in so much work, now I'm tryna fight this case
Free my friends cause the feds put my g's away
Got-

[Verse 2]
Buss that wap like I buss that case
More life, free the guys, free Gate
Lord knows my guys OJ
Jump on the ride, double tap that gage
Who's getting taken next
Don't know but it's due to be one of your friends
Niggas see me and lose their breath
Like "no CB don't do it again"
Love when corn gets buss
Same way I love seeing juice and guts
I was in jail when they scored an own goal
What that, 3 bodies in 10 months
Are you man sure that you want it with us
How many mums went and lost their sons
Too many feds went and spun my drum
Thank God I ain't in jail for the thing I've done
Guys want me dead, but I'm still on my block
So they obviously ain't on man
So man time's I've lurked and prayed they lacked
Got there and I didn't see jack
They ain't on piss, they ain't on fuck all
Smoke for the opps, I'm a load of trouble
Best run if I'm dressed in black
Get splashed like man when I step in puddle's

[Pre-Chorus]
Go ask the opps, 'bout that work I mashed
Go ask the opps how that corn got crashed
Go ask the opps how their boy turned pack
Don't fuck around, you best come correct
We do the checks, we don't get g checked
Got smoke on us anywhere we step

[Chorus]
Everyday I wake, I pray
I put in so much work, now I'm tryna fight this case
Free my friends cause the feds put my g's away
Got beef with the gang then you're beefing me same way
And this beef ain't dead till the whole of the opps in the grave
Everyday I wake, I pray
I put in so much work, now I'm tryna fight this case
Free my friends cause the feds put my g's away
Got beef with the gang then you're beefing me same way

[Outro]
Everyday I wake, I pray
I put in so much work, now I'm tryna fight this case
Free my friends cause the feds put my g's away
Got beef with the gang then you're beefing me same way
Everyday I wake, I pray
I put in so much work, now I'm tryna fight this case
Free my friends cause the feds put my g's away
Got beef with the gang then you're beefing me same way