Everyday

Woah, Dubba-AA flex

Ohhhh

Slime, Aye

Slatt, Slatt, Slatt, Slatt

And these people, they don't know, yeah

And that shit I never showed, yeah






So much shit I never told

I'ma show 'em I'm a man, I'ma get it on my own

Never speak on what you see, hold it in 'til I'm gone

On my sons, I ain't playin', hit a nigga with that chrome (pow, pow, pow)

I'm
like I'm steppin', yeah

Spinnin' through my section, yeah

Used to buy that ratchet, shootin' dice strapped with that Wesson, yeah

I'm prepared and I'm ready, yeah

Said that they gon' stretch me, yeah

Thuggin' for so long on a nigga for to test me, yeah (bitch)

They don't know my lingo, all I talk is C-note, invest in kilos

Strapped with a revolver every time I used to fuck with Dino

I know, he know, and she know that Young
Boy bust that nigga head

Know Ne know that I won't cheat, no told that bitch to close her legs, yeah

Had to get out the streets though

Still a commit, up kick door

Still be with the shit though

Go to Atlanta, buy a drink from Casino (drank)

Whole lot of money, whole lot of fame

Still run with the same clique though (gang)

You don't come how I come, so stay in your lane

You play and get shot in your shit though






This for them niggas who be hustlin' every day, yeah

This for them niggas screamin' "fuck it," tote them Ks, yeah

This for them niggas quick to shoot you in your face, yeah

This for them niggas thuggin' 'til they in the grave, yeah






I got that Glock on me

And I ain't stuntin', nigga think that he the dumbest

I'ma put that nigga under

I got them shots on me

I'm chasin' money, nigga play and I'ma burn him

I'm a Z, bitch I'm a zombie






Up with the Glock, and I'm bustin' his head (pow)

Back to back, steady be takin' them meds

This for them niggas that's locked in the feds

I'ma stand on everything I said

The beam on the choppa ain't green, it's red

He run up on me, get hit with this lead (pow)

Start it, then drive the Mc
Laren in
(skrrt)

Start it, then I'm pullin' up where you stay (vroom, brrr)

Remove the plate and tape two clips up on the K

Can't find that nigga, we gon' burn him where he breathe, yeah (ahh)

Bitch, that's that heat, I'm forever in the streets

Thinkin' he could fuck with me, I'ma put that bitch to sleep






This for them niggas who be hustlin' every day, yeah

This for them niggas screamin' "fuck it," tote them Ks, yeah

This for them niggas quick to shoot you in your face, yeah

This for them niggas thuggin' 'til they in the grave, yeah






I got that Glock on me

And I ain't stuntin', nigga think that he the dumbest

I'ma put that nigga under

I got them shots on me

I'm chasin' money, nigga play and I'ma burn him

I'm a Z, bitch I'm a zombie (slime)