A$AP Rocky, Mark Ronson, Rod Stewart - Everyday lyrics

A$AP Rocky [Rakim Athelaston Mayers] Harlem, New York.U.S.

[A$AP Rocky, Mark Ronson, Rod Stewart - Everyday lyrics]

Every day I spend my time
Drinkin' wine, feelin' fine
Waitin' here to find the sign
That I can understand, yes, I am
So every day I spend my time
Drinkin' wine, feelin' fine
Waiting here to find the sign
That I should take it slow
Here I go, here I go, here I go

Off again, there he go, to another dimension
My mind body, soul imprisoned, my eye
Probably goin' ballistic, but, listen
I'm missin' a couple of screws
They ain't never do drillin' true
You been sippin' away at the truth
A double shot of wisdom'll do
Do, do, rollin' through, hittin' switches
Rolling ditches, blowin' kisses
To the bitches, holdin' biscuit's
What's the business? Beat the system
Co-defendants, blow the sentence
Go to prison
Go to church and pray the father
Lord forgive us (Amen)
And only God can judge me (yeah)
And he don't like no ugly
I look so fuckin' good
Most dykes'll fuck me, buddy
Yeah, I'm a piece of shit
I know I plead the fifth
I tell her, "Holler if ya need some dick"
The devotion is gettin' hopeless
But, hold it, i'm gettin' close
As my soul is, I'm seein' ghosts
A solo is now a poet
Hypnosis overdose on potions
Adjustin' to the motions
And gettin' out all my emotions

Every day I spend my time
Drinkin' wine, feelin' fine
Waitin' here to find the sign
That I can understand, yes, I am
So every day I spend my time
Drinkin' wine, feelin' fine
Waiting here to find the sign
That I should take it slow
Here I go, here I go, here I go

Uh, this type of shit
Make a nigga wanna flip
September through August
This type of shit got 'em
Bustin' out the clip
In the middle of the office
And a message to the bosses
The Misfit's' new outfit is on the bloglist
Gorgeous hoes keep on the sayin'
That they 'caused it
'Cause the Porsches get 'em nauseous
Plus I ain't even mad yet
Niggas caught me in a good mood
Paparazzi wanna nag a nigga chillin'
At the bag check
Hope they show me in my good shoes
When papa got the brand new bag
Flacko got the brand new Raf
That's good news
"Hood dudes usually don't look like you"
How it feel to get a deal and come back
And the whole hood look like you?
Screamin', "Pimp Squad, hold it down!"
Can't drive, bitch, I'm legally blind, bitch
If I live or die, it's up to me to decide
Shit, niggas coppin' guns like
They legal to buy
The only key to survive and get
A piece of the pie is to agree with a lot
Or just believe a façade, bitch
And I'll be fine just-a drinkin' my wine
Bitch

I got the love birds chirpin' at the window
But I don't need love no more
I'll be fine, sippin' wine takin' time slow
I got the love birds chirpin' at the window
But I don't need love no more
I'll be fine, sippin' wine

So every day I spend my time
Drinkin' wine, feelin' fine
Waiting here to find the sign
That I can understand, yes, I am
Every day I spend my time
Drinkin' wine, feelin' fine
Waitin' here to find the sign
I don't care if I ever know
Here I go, here I go, here I go!

I got the love birds chirpin' at the window
But I don't need love no more, oh, no
I'll be fine, sippin' wine takin' time slow
I got the love birds chirpin' at the window
But I don't need love no more, oh, no
I'll be fine, sippin' wine takin' time slow

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