Everyday I got you on my mind Everyday I just keep It all inside You got me trippin' Because I want you back and you don't know But if you gave me a
Everyday I got you on my mind Everyday I just keep it all inside You got me trippin' Because I want you bad And you don't know But if you give me a chance
Everyday I got you on my mind Everyday I just keep It all inside You got me trippin' Because I want you back and you don't know But if you gave me
: Everyday I got you on my mind Everyday I just keep It all inside You got me trippin' Because I want you back and you don't know But if you gave me
Everyday I got you on my mind Everyday I just keep it all inside You got me tripping Because I want you bad and you don't know But if you give me a chance
saint Bet I'm blown, Bet I'm thrown, up to the sky Over the ocean So I fly wherever I'm goin When I'm by, bet I'm focused If it's five, you can bet I
a saint Bet I'm blown, Bet I'm thrown, up to the sky Over the ocean So I fly wherever I'm goin When I'm by, bet I'm focused If it's five, you can bet
SL double nickel scarlet red Fuck you I'm tryna get my cash right All my niggas flip birds and blast pipes addicted to the fast life Live everyday like
looking in it seems that I'm fine But they don't know shit about the everyday grind Time is money and money is time They tell me get there at five but
Brincan los cuerpos Vas a sufrir My nails peel back When the taxidermist ruined Goose stepped the freckling impatience All the brittle tombs Five
I won't stop, till I'm gone To all my niggaz locked up, I hope y'all come home That's why I'm praying everyday, when I wake up I look around, God blessed
laws on the topic of the daily discussion Blood pumpin and rushin I gotta struggle to survive I be rappin but I cant do it a nine to five, long as it
up in the game, slanging these rhymes to get rich Fifty thousand, to a hundred thousand I perfected my housing, now me and my niggas is cold cold lounging Roll a Five
Misery spinning what they clicking for no reason at all Even intentions of stacking paper they pleasing them all And outside, smelling like nothing but formaldrahide It's an everyday
