Everyday We Lit

[Intro]
Hold on, I'm going in
Take a nigga bitch and then I fuck her 'til the morning
I'm paid now
You can say I'm paid now
Pussy got my name in his mouth, blow his brains out

[Verse 1]
I done came a long way from thinking this street life was cool
'Member momma used to tell us: "Beat them street lights from school!"
Still, ain't never did that
Probably in them kickbacks
Cut this nigga bitch off, he still ain't get his bitch back
I ain't never drill rap
All I did was spit facts
Having fun in them foreigns, do the dash, zigzags
Switching lane to lane, taking Swishers to the brain
Thinking how I know a bunch of shit I'm taking to my grave
Get the fuck from out my face!
With all that fake ass love
Free my niggas downstate who had to take that buzz
Who ain't told on a damn thing, they took they damn time
Thinking I'ma say a damn thing, you out your damn mind
(Hold on!)

[Hook]
Every day it's lit
Every day it's hits
Every day we pull up, try [?]
Every day we getting fly and fuck another nigga bitch
Every day we selling nines, that's the quarter of the brick

[Post-Hook]
We do this every day, I done did a lot of dirt in the streets
I done seen a whole lot of hurt in the streets
I done wore a lot of shirts in the streets
Niggas that I never see 'less I get murked in the streets

[Verse 2]
I can't go
Hell nah, I can't go for it
Run up on me, I'ma blow, torching you
Your bitch told me that you so boring
She know I run shit like "Go, Forest!"
Hop up in the foreign then I get lost
Cooling with a couple killers who ain't never get caught
Nigga mad 'cause his bitch wanna fuck on a big boss
Told him, "Don't be mad at me, lil nigga, that's your bitch fault!"
We on our job, we just run it up, then we fuck it up
I'm with the mob, watch 'em throw it up
Yeah, niggas know what's up
I never flauge
Yeah, I stay a hunnid
Nigga, that's a must
'Cause we was starving
I made it better off a hunnid bucks
Everyday
I swear we do this every day
Lost my brother and my best friend in the month of May
Now, it's the month of May and we purging
Pull up, face shot him on purpose
I swear every day it's lit
And bad bitch with me and that bitch sadity
Lot of niggas envy 'cause they bummy and they pockets empty
And they know we got the Pole soda
Whole bunch of Pappy Gang soldiers

[Bridge]
We ain't for none
Watch us come up, nigga!
Watch us come up, nigga!
Is you dumb?
If you run up, nigga
You get gun up, nigga
We don't care 'bout what you talking 'bout
Or where you come from, nigga
'Cause we come straight from a cloth that we know you not cut from, nigga