Fredo - Everyday lyrics

Fredo [Marvin William Bailey] Mozart Estate, Kilburn London, England 🇬🇧

[Fredo - Everyday lyrics]

If they snatch me, I could never say
Lost my bruddas
Think about them each and every day
Why you let them feelings build
Up and you never say? Girl, you love me
Or you love me 'cause I'm getting paid?
Yeah, I had a lot of hoes
I didn't let them stay
So I still was alone each and every day
Put somebody in a cone and I meditate
Chasing money in my zone, I could nevеr wake

No matter what I do
That's fading after timе
Wanna move forward
So my burner's in the car behind
She's been 'round them lame guys now, girl
You can't be mine
Yeah, I might hit that once
Or twice, but, no, i hardly tried
I just put my daughter to sleep


It's a bit mad that I'm this kid's dad
'Cause same time Stro just got
Eleven for his kidnaps
And I'm finally seeing there's more to life
Every single time I pree
Into my daughter's eyes
I've got some niggas locked in
Jail that leave you mortified
No pizza shops
But couple times I went and bought a slice
I'm in the hood taking in ten
Racks for them quarter pies
I told my mum I left that shit alone
It all was lies
'Cause I need my guys in a better place
Won't settle for second place
Selling coke, we never take
Fuck the talk, we demonstrate
Every time I came from jail
It's like I elevate
Looking back, it felt like Hell
Those were Heaven's gates

If they snatch me, I could never say
Lost my bruddas
Think about them each and every day
Why you let them feelings build
Up and you never say? Girl, you love me
Or you love me 'cause I'm getting paid?
Yeah, I had a lot of hoes
I didn't let them stay
So I still was alone each and every day
Put somebody in a cone and I meditate
Chasing money in my zone, I could never wake

I had my Samsung phone kicking like
It's MMA or Jackie Chan
Coke from Mexico, the dope from Pakistan
Sometimes I make mistakes and fuck on hoes
That I don't have to bang
But course you're gonna get lost on
A journey that you haven't planned
It's all about maintaining
Adapt to game changes
Nothing happens overnight
It really takes ages
I seen my youngins crying
Dressing up in jet black
Pulling up for murder, in two weeks
We got the getback i respect that
(Respect that) , if you need it and I got it
You can get that
I was looking at attempted murder
She didn't even text back
I know a lot's changed now
But you know I didn't forget that
I know I moved off the ends
You know I didn't forget man
I'm just tryna run my money
Up each and every way lost my brudda
Got me thinking 'bout them
Each and every day
Rapping, trapping, get it each and every way
If he ain't been with the gang-gang
I'm keeping him away
Uh, tell a bitch boy, "Forget the talk"
It's been raining outside
They better get indoors
I got tennis chains on 'cause
They say less is more
My nigga died, but more died
So you can rest assured
How you tryna judge me when you know
That should be left to law?
Know I had no choice but to steal, rob
And stretch the four
Play with us and then somebody's
Going next to law
Yeah, they say I'm hard at rapping
But I'm best with raw

If they snatch me, I could never say
Lost my bruddas
Think about them each and every day
Why you let them feelings build
Up and you never say? Girl, you love me
Or you love me 'cause I'm getting paid?
Yeah, I had a lot of hoes
I didn't let them stay
So I still was alone each and every day
Put somebody in a cone and I meditate
Chasing money in my zone, I could never wake

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