Every Day, Another Day (feat. Rich!e)

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Yasha

Yasha (Russian: Яша) is a Russian male name. It is the pet form of the name Yakov (Я́ков, Иа́ков), which is the equivalent of "Jacob" and "James".It is also used by Iranians and Iranian Turks (Azeris in Iran) (Persian: یاشا‎) as a male name; in those languages, the word Yasha means "to live" and the name Yashar means "to live forever." People and fictional characters called Yasha include: more »

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(Ayy)
(Every day it rains)
(Every day it rains)
Every, every day it rains cause things will never be the same
(Be the same)
(Every day it rains)
Things will never change cause I am not the one to blame
(Every day)
(Every day)
(Every day)
(Ayy ayy)
Every day another day the way that shit be coming
Wake up brush my teeth and wash my face and let the sun hit
Never let shit bother me unless I'm making something
You never want part of this unless I made it function
Remember all that shit we did, excuse the fucking dumb shit
All the love I tried to give, I wish it went to something
Had to stunt on myself, I had to make that fly shit worth it
Every bitch I fucked, they told me Yasha yeah you perfect
Say it to me baby, need to know that shit for certain
Give it all to you like every dollar that I'm earnin'
Sophisticated me, I need that Clicquot by the curtains
Ice bucket tray with a sunny tan burnin'
She wanna be just like me, every move I'm makin' she learnin'
(Yeah)
Smoke right out the pound, make sure that fire shit is churrin'
(Yeah)
Every chance I get a nigga gotta stay active
Every bitch I been with, gotta leave 'em in the past tense
Never call 'em up unless I need it from the back end
Gotta stay on game, me and my niggas everlastin'
Told that bitch believe in me, if you do then you gon' see
If it's up, then it's up, if you not, then I'm still up
Every day a celebration for this life we livin' yeah
Pour my cup and light it up, and let it bounce and hit the sun
I'm a masterpiece
Said I know my family proud of me
I tell her what she want and now I'm soundin' like a melody
They promise that they love me, I need proof just like a gallery
The way she give me head I might put that bitch on salary
We double up on all these blunts and all these double cups
They hit me for the move like I'm whippin' out a U-haul truck
My money long
That bitch so bad I had to bust a nut like Armstrong
We hit the sheets and make a beat just like I'm Barlo
I hit that bitch straight from the back just like she cargo
I got her on sum'
Every day another day the way that shit be coming
Wake up brush my teeth and wash my face and let the sun hit
Never let shit bother me unless I'm making something
You never want part of this unless I made it function
Remember all that shit we did, excuse the fucking dumb shit
All the love I tried to give, I wish it went to something
Had to stunt on myself, I had to make that fly shit worth it
Every bitch I fucked, they told me Yasha yeah you perfect
Say it to me baby, need to know that shit for certain
Give it all to you like every dollar that I'm earnin'
Sophisticated me, I need that Clicquot by the curtains
Ice bucket tray with a sunny tan burnin'

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