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