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Everyday
12,532
Hip-Hop/Rap
Everyday was released on June 16, 2017 by Paper Route Empire as a part of the album Glock Season
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Release DateJune 16, 2017
LabelPaper Route Empire
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM65

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Key Glock
Key Glock
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Kai Jarvis Lamar Fleming
Kai Jarvis Lamar Fleming
Composer
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ari Morris
Ari Morris
Mixing Engineer
King Wonka
King Wonka
Producer

Lyrics

Say what? (Huh)
Say what? (Say what?)
You ain't talkin' 'bout no paper?
You ride?
Let’s roll then
Money talk ****
What you gotta say (What you gotta say?)
I’m on the come up, ****
Every night and day (Every night and day)
Fuck that Breitling
I want a Rollie day date (Day date)
Fuck a job
I’m smokin' gas like day date (Like a day date)
Handgun, banana clip
I go ape (Mother fuckin' ape)
I can’t fuck with that boy
'Cause he a snake (Mother fuckin' snake)
You want beef
This shit cost
Just like steak (Mother fuckin' steak)
Anyway, any day
Imma get it everyday (Mother fuckin' day)
Try'na get these stacks, ****
Gotta watch them rat ****
Better keep ya strap ****
Go to church or clap ****
I don’t fuck with rap ****
I know real trap ****
Bitch be like I’m that ****
Skinny ****, pockets bigger
I just flexed up on a hoe (Oh)
She thought I was broke (Who)
I told her money funny
Then she thought I was a joke
Let me call Julio
Feel like smokin' out the bowl
Ran a train
She like to smoke
Kick that thot hoe out the room
Money talks ****
What you gotta say? (What you gotta say?)
I’m on the come up ****
Every night and day (Every night and day)
Fuck that Breitling
I want a Rollie day date (Day date)
Fuck a job
I’m smokin' gas like day date (Day date)
Handgun, banana clip
I go ape (Boom boom)
I can’t fuck with that boy
Cause he a snake (He a who?)
You want beef
This shit cost
Just like steak (Just like what?)
Anyway, any day
Imma get it everyday
Any **** want to play?
Super soak him
We gone spray
We gone clap, a bay bay
Money hungry, say my grace
I be turned up while they hate
Telling face before I face him
Never worry 'bout no haters
Boy you better get some paper
Rollie tell the time
But I can’t give a bitch a minute (Nah)
We got shooters
Bitch we hitters
I wanna get 'cha (Go get 'em)
They gone get 'cha
I just want the scrilla
I stood any **** (Yeah)
The money, we got plenty (Yeah)
Yeah, bitches we got plenty (Yeah)
Money talk ****
What you gotta say (What you gotta say?)
I’m on the come up, ****
Every night and day (Mother fuckin' day)
Fuck that Breitling
I want a Rollie day date
Fuck a job
I’m smokin' gas like day date (Day date)
Handgun, banana clip
I go ape (Mother fuckin' ape)
I can’t fuck with that boy
'Cause he a snake (Mother fuckin' snake)
You want beef
This shit cost
Just like steak (Mother fuckin' steak)
Anyway, any day
Imma get it everyday (Mother fuckin' day)
Written by: Kai Jarvis Lamar Fleming, Markeyvius LaShun Cathey
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