Everyday (feat. Curren$y)

Uh, we all out here hustlin', vibin' Get it how you live, live how you get it (Yeah, yeah) Stay on your grind (Yeah, yeah) (Uh) You feel me? I wish that everyday That a hustler could make it out the ship, got my family, bills paid, new crib I wish that everyday I could make a hunnid bands off the flip, buy the buildings that we ran through as kids I wish that everyday That I could roll it up by the zip, now a nigga got pounds where I live I wish that everyday-ay-ay-ay-ay I wish that everyday That I popped up clean, Caddy frame Got my pop this car that's way too fire, spit flames Like a stove, back when it's way too cold and we didn't have it My mama need a few more minks and some more karats I gotta grind, no need for clockin', I know the time I know you order, fuck that cost, this check is mine I need the smiles of my family when we paid, when this money ain't a thing I wish this everyday We burn in every spot we go, that's our true lifestyle, our true lifestyle It's a couple hundred million in this room right now, make room right now Brunch at Tiffanys I got rich off epiphanies I'm hustlin' for my picka'nies It was written, believe it or not, Ripley's May your pain be champagne and Hennessy Big ballin', shot callin' New foreign, very imported Stack it up, when you save it, then you don't spend it Quit it, then I got you singin' that you can't go again New Benz, few friends, couple girls I just flew in (Uh) Listening to Loose Ends, wanna take my coupe for a spin (Uh) Checkin' they makeup in my new rims (Ahaha) I wish that everyday That a hustler could make it out the ship, got my family, bills paid, new crib I wish that everyday I could make a hunnid bands off the flip, buy the buildings that we ran through as kids I wish that everyday That I could roll it up by the zip, now a nigga got pounds where I live I wish that everyday-ay-ay-ay-ay I wish that everyday To pull up on a scene off in Harlem, parlay with my New York fam, what's poppin'? Like what's happenin'? What's shakin'? What's goodie? Old Harlem, pull up anywhere in my jewelry You know the secret to success, be the motherfuckin' best We already said that But that's some shit we gotta stretch Few of the realest motherfuckers alive, (Shh) I confess You never seen these, these kicks is concepts (Uh) Blendin' in with the track like the hi-hat Stoned every time I rap, put New Orleans on the map The top goes back if you push the button I don't really be clubbin', they gotta pay me to come in I'm a OG now, I be in the house I got a son too, fool, I can't be playin' around I'm all about the cake, three slices on the plate Made the plastic fork break, with my hands, I still ate But I want more, my appetite can't be tamed Straight game, twenty-thou' wow for the Plain Jane Paint the rings clean as my cousin color Supreme European clip up front on seventeen Stay in the cut, but sometime I stunt We pull up in everything you want We pull up in everything you don't Still keep a gorilla in the trunk Lane to lane, swang, slam do', yeah I wish that everyday That a hustler could make it out the ship, got my family, bills paid, new crib I wish that everyday I could make a hunnid bands off the flip, buy the buildings that we ran through as kids I wish that everyday That I could roll it up by the zip, now a nigga got pounds where I live I wish that everyday-ay-ay-ay-ay I wish that everyday Always gon' do Always gon' do