Lyrics:
every start of the day
and i hope you know i mean it everytime that i say
i love you Always and Forever
it'll always be the same
through all the joy
Did I even look up when I woke up this morning
Praying to God that I'm grateful
Every time when I'm feeling alone
Do I see Him in the details
Walking
beautiful world
Every time you wake up I hope it's a blue blue sky
Blue blue sky
It's a cruel, crazy, beautiful world
One day when you wake up I will have
Yeah) big up to the West Indies
1ST VERSE (YAHMOORE)
I’m done living life through the struggle
Day by day working hard on the double
Hella boogie men
It's a normal Butchers day
No one knows his meats name
It's a normal Butchers day
Freshly served every Monday
"Allright folks, gather around, gather
Every step we take becomes nothing but faded memories
I'm gassed up, operating off sour d and my blue dreams
We bleed deep; all the way into the soil
things when I say it
Said I would have shows did you think that I was playing?
Don't wanna have life feeling like my time was wasted
Rather get every
It's our day, it's our way
This was all inspired by a little Marvin Gaye and Chardonnay
I don't really wanna uh talk too much
But you love it when I
(when she's all alone)
I'm a take my time (yeah)
Do it how we want it (do it how we want)
Just to set the mood girl I bought some Marvin Gaye
Smokin' under them choppers O.G.'s see me and give me propers
They say what up to the Easy Bay Gangsta each and every time
As I took my hat and light my
She feels amazing every day
Every fucking day
Money making so much fun
Haha so much fun
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about the fuckin' business
Is mindin' your own, uh, and every time I try and break it off
We just yell until we tired, then I break you off
It's
weed's responsible for memory loss
Let's witness, the horrific, the stench'll make you nauseous
See what I seen every day I live with this torture
the festivals
So best believe I ain't gon'
Be spending my time next to you
They're in Florida on the beach like
"It's fake bitch, what?"
But I'm not pumping gas
my heart
Like y'all ain't really know that art
Ain't determined by a chart
The underground been going hard
I never wanna play the part
They handed
start to day laugh
I'm so sick I come with hospital smell every-time I day pass
Fool running into competition when then know they are gonna lose oh
I got
Every time I leave town I bust you, fuck you, the moanin' and groanin'
Led me to the pillow where you laid your head
Felt like I'd rather be dead instead
To go over your thoughts and connect every dot
Just take a day
Low-lit nights and every string is tied
When all our problems consisted of being home by
I done been through the struggle and the pain
But I still maintain in this game
I do it for the money not the fame
I'm just tired of living every day
the time
(Sex)
I crave it I needs it
It's always on my mind
(Sex)
I gotta show the other freaky side of me
Girl I want to give you every inch
You could throw me in this game, yeah, I guess it's time to play
Throw me all you can, man, I face this every day
I'm out here on my own, there's no
Time flies by and I blink every night when I'm talking to you
Every day and I will try, I was tired of the lies but I found something true
Your heart
The light fades away
The sun steps down, the end of another day
Tomorrow seems so far away
When I spend so much time
In the night's embrace
Was I
street nigga re-up every week witcha
Work by the boatload, get it for the cheap, nigga
Lay a nigga down like I'm layin' towel
Got a kill em', ain't no
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