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[Intro]
(Yeah, Yeah)

[Chorus]
Every day, every night
In the crib getting high as a kite, really hoping one day I don′t die
I've been keeping it tight
And I really been praying they try
For smoke and that addy
We slide
Someone told me I′m childish
I went and ran up this money
I'm blowing this sh*t all on Glock nines
Ain't go to college
I was 15 getting shot at
And we had the block hot rocking
Bro had the traphouse jumping
I told that hoe shut up
And count it up for me
And I ran up all of this sh*t off the hustle before I got rich
None these hoes wanna f*ck me
n*gga play and I′m busting
I don′t give a fckk who it is
If you rеach I'll kill my cousin
I′mma kick that b*tch out
We ain't fussing and tussling
And then when shе leave
I′mma call up my other one
[Verse]
You said you been stepping on sh*t? n*gga no you ain't
You pus*y ass n*ggas ain′t shooting at nothing
But after I f*ck, I'mma dip
I don't cuddle up
And if she don′t suck di*k
She ain′t gettin nun from me
I go to sleep having dreams about money All the s**t that we did
It be eating my conscience
And I'm in the studio from Monday to Sunday Hell nah I don′t write
Hit the mic and I punch in
Got a white b*tch at the pool getting a suntan Mind if I kick the door
Bro gone run in
We gone get the door
Bring our guns in
Murder say he got a lick for 100 bands I'mma do it
Everyday that I wake
Grab my blick and my chain
I walk outta the door
And get to it
I′m popping out fresh as a b*tchh
If you try me
I step in Amiris
And go get some new ones
I got two chains on right now
It's one in the brain right now
She wanna be with the gang right now
She says that her n*gga lame right now
And on the net it look like she in love
Came from nothing
Now a young n*gga royal
Nah I ain't love her
But yeah I enjoyed her
I ain′t want that lil b*tch
But I spoiled her
[Chorus]
Every day, every night
In the crib getting high as a kite, really hoping one day I don't die
I've been keeping it tight
And I really been praying they try
For smoke and that addy
We slide
Someone told me I′m childish
I went and ran up this money
I′m blowing this sh*t all on Glock nines
Ain't go to college
I was 15 getting shot at
And we had the block hot rocking Bro had the traphouse jumping I told that h*e shut up
And count it up for me
And I ran up all of this sh*t off the hustle Before I got rich
None these hoes wanna f*ck me
n*gga play and I′m busting
I don't give a f*ck who it is
If you reach I′ll kill my cousin
I'mma kick that b*tch out
We ain′t fussing and tussling
And then when she leave
I'mma call up my other one