Ace Hood - Everyday lyrics
[Ace Hood - Everyday lyrics]
Every day I gotta hustle
Every day I gotta shine
I wake up every morning with money on my mind
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top
(Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block
(Everyday)
Oooh Every-Everyday, oooh Every-Everyday
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top
(Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block
(Everyday)
Nothin' else matter but the money
Nothin' else matter but the money
Fuck a nigga hatin'
Nigga's used to pull up in the bucket
Now the seven tre cost a hundred
You don't wanna run it
Need a couple mil, I can front it
Everything you do, and I done it
I just keep it one hundred
Every day a nigga gettin' blunted
And I'm with a white snow bunny
Heard you got problems
Glock 40 on me for the dummies
And I got a little for your buddies
Homie don't play that
Swear boy that’s word to my momma
She just told me focus on the comma's
Boy that's every day
I just wanna get it ten ways
Rollie and a pair of new J's
Every day I wake
I gotta thank the Lord for the day
Then I gotta go and get paid oh my goodness
Ain't drived the Porsche in a month
My range rover make a nigga hush
Fuck nigga want
Sorry if I'm being too blunt
I gotta show a hater how to stunt
Boy you a joke, Kevin Hart with it
Deerfield rapper worth about a couple million
Imma go get it nigga, Imma go get it nigga
Imma go get it
Every day I gotta hustle
Every day I gotta shine
I wake up every morning with money on my mind
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top
(Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block
(Everyday)
Oooh Every-Everyday, oooh Every-Everyday
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top
(Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block
(Everyday)
Boy, I'm getting money like a sheikh
Quarter mil, make it in a week
Crib like a mall
Young nigga living like meech
A Couple bad bitches in the jeep
20 gold bottles
You don't know nothin' bout this
You don't know nothin' bout a brick
50K large coulda went and bought a new Benz
But instead I just put it on the wrist
And your bitch love it
Rich nigga but I'm still thuggin'
Broke nigga's stay mean muggin'
Used to have trouble with the four door Ford
Now I'm tryin' make the Forbes
Ya'll ain't seen nothin'
Ain't even trippin'
Promise Imma die real nigga and free
My homeboys in the system
Stay prayed up, every day my mind made up
Every day riding with it tucked
Never caught slippin'
Case the wanna push they luck
Try me if you thinkin' I'm bluffing woo
I love it when the beat go to ride out
I gotta yellow bone stripper
At the trap house i put the Chevy in the
Shop through summer time
Broward County, Deerfield born, running mine
Every day I gotta hustle
Every day I gotta shine
I wake up every morning with money on my mind
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top
(Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block
(Everyday)
Oooh Every-Everyday, oooh Every-Everyday
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top
(Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block
(Everyday)