EVERY CHANCE I GET (feat. Lil Baby & Lil Durk)

Tay Keith, this too hard We The Best Music Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up Another one DJ Khaled Scratched a million off my checklist three years ago Add two zeros to the one, I'm in a different mode This my life, do what I want, I be with different hoes You know the pick and roll, I picked her up and sent her home I got rich off strong, we get 'em in and get 'em gone You know Trappy just got out, I ain't have to put him on We the ones who got the numbers, who put the city on It's the middle of the summer, I got a hoodie on My demon time ain't nothing nice I try not to wear nothing twice I came up off of shooting dice, yeah My lil' brother ain't living right My sis' and 'em doing aight My cuz and 'em still serving life, yeah Seen a robber rob a deacon I seen a preacher get caught for cheating I'll break the bank for one of my people I said, "I'm the one," they didn't believe me I show 'em the facts, then they all need me I'ma get cake as long as I'm breathing They making it hard, this shit really easy, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks Soon as they say we can't come, you know we'll run 'round that bitch You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix Money, cars, and clothes, and hoes You know I live in the mix, money, cars, and clothes, and hoes Yeah, she think I'm a regular rapper, I'm not One person come tell me, we fuck up your block Watch me run this shit to the tippity-top, yeah (keep going) Put my kids in Givenchy She must think one plus one is three I can't support you personally She don't got a mortgage, moved in with her niece These niggas be capping, them cars be leased Youngest in charge, I speak for the streets I was nodding off, they woke up a beast Struggle what made me, we used to have water for dinner, we didn't have nothing to eat Soon as I get on his ass, they gon' look at me better, like "Damn, he was fucking with me," yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) I'ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks Soon as they say we can't come, you know we'll run 'round that bitch You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix Money, cars, and clothes, and hoes You know I live in the mix, money, cars, and clothes, and hoes I'm from the trenches Niggas be tough on the 'net, but really be there for attention Bitches be talking like they really rich But really be begging me under my pictures I'll give her 40-50,000 cash to start up a business I'll spend that shit at the dentist I'd rather fuck her and pay up her rent for a year just to get out of her feelings I'm in the Lambo' truck in my hood, nobody gon' tell me shit Going to Cali', I pick up my weed for sure, nobody gon' mail me shit Dice game, Craps and Cee-Lo, I need cash, don't sell me shit Baby got his hood on smash, yeah, you can tell they really rich Drop the load, ain't no room right now, I took her to the O' Then I pulled up on the Lamb' 'cause she a fan of Boonie Moe I got the city on lock, uh, fucking up all the opps I be around with three million dollars in jewelry I'm standing on all the blocks This the anthem, mhm Dropping the six in the Fanta, mmm Black Rolls truck with the all-white seats remind me of sitting on Panda, mmm I love my cousin, she was a dancer I love my brother, he was a scammer Sit on my lap 'cause I'm pulling her tracks And I fuck from the back 'cause she calling me handsome, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I'ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks Soon as they say we can't come, you know we'll run 'round that bitch You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix Money, cars and clothes and hoes You know I live in the mix, money, cars and clothes and hoes We The Best Music Another one