Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
It was Days I had no lights
It was days I slept in the cold
I remember I starved some nights
Caught a lick, got da money and Sold
Life about Risk and Roads
Its a lot of s**t I never told
Chase a bag and stick to the code
I don't understand how n***s fold
Out here chasing a check but I'm tryna get rich
I aint always have this S**t
I don't want your B***H
Tell ya lil B***H fall Back
Cause a N***a tryna get rich
I know how to get it
N***a I'm wit it
Pass her to my mans, I know he gone Hit it
I got da Glock
I'm gonna Spit it
I gotta Eat, I Gotta Get it
I cannot Fold
I know N***as that told
They come Home, acting bold and they're froze, cuffing hoes and they're Broke
But I'm Woke
These n***as a Joke
Stop all dat Flexing, where's ya smoke
Bought a Draco, I let it blow
Calling my n***as and they tote
We just tryna stay up float
Imma get us on a Boat
This da first s**t I ever wrote
Getting Money is all I Know
My pops taught me da Ropes
But this ain't all I know
I'm Grown and on the go
Now I'm in da stu wit Flow
Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
It was Days I had no lights
It was days I slept in the cold
I remember I starved some nights
Caught a lick, got da money and Sold
Life about Risk and Roads
Its a lot of s**t I never told
Chase a bag and stick to the code
I don't understand how n***s fold
A lot of niggas wasn't raised by da code
I don't understand why these niggas just fold
I wanna put all of my b****es in gold So a n***a gotta take trips on da Road
SKRT SKRT SKRT We Gotta Go
I Pick it up, Drop it off, Finesse the load
Road Runner, what you need, Hit my Phone
Good Gas, and I Smoke out da cone
Pharmacy at da crib, Shop at da store
Tools on deck if a n***a want war
Gotta 9 to 5 but I get off at 4
By 5, I got ya work at da door
Trusting n***as, I can't do dat no more
These n***as goofy and they switch for da H**s
They trap out da O, but smoke out da O
Niggas broke and flex like they pockets on stole
Shorty throwing back, gotta get her a Birkin
Good P***y, hit it right she start Squirtin
Trill lil baby gone ride when I'm servin
She'll Hide da work if 12 start searching
Like Usain Bolt, Imma run up a Check
Making Jugs in da Sticks, Imma Young Trapneck
When I get to Flexing I make n***as Upset
I live by da Code and Die about Respect
Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
It was Days I had no lights
It was days I slept in the cold
I remember I starved some nights
Caught a lick, got da money and Sold
Life about Risk and Roads
Its a lot of s**t I never told
Chase a bag and stick to the code
I don't understand how n***s fold
Bbnf Corvy - Everyday (feat. HellyBaby) Lyrics
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Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
It was Days I had no lights
It was days I slept in the cold
I remember I starved some nights
Caught a lick, got da money and Sold
Life about Risk and Roads
Its a lot of s**t I never told
Chase a bag and stick to the code
I don't understand how n***s fold
Out here chasing a check but I'm tryna get rich
I aint always have this S**t
I don't want your B***H
Tell ya lil B***H fall Back
Cause a N***a tryna get rich
I know how to get it
N***a I'm wit it
Pass her to my mans, I know he gone Hit it
I got da Glock
I'm gonna Spit it
I gotta Eat, I Gotta Get it
I cannot Fold
I know N***as that told
They come Home, acting bold and they're froze, cuffing hoes and they're Broke
But I'm Woke
These n***as a Joke
Stop all dat Flexing, where's ya smoke
Bought a Draco, I let it blow
Calling my n***as and they tote
We just tryna stay up float
Imma get us on a Boat
This da first s**t I ever wrote
Getting Money is all I Know
My pops taught me da Ropes
But this ain't all I know
I'm Grown and on the go
Now I'm in da stu wit Flow
Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
It was Days I had no lights
It was days I slept in the cold
I remember I starved some nights
Caught a lick, got da money and Sold
Life about Risk and Roads
Its a lot of s**t I never told
Chase a bag and stick to the code
I don't understand how n***s fold
A lot of niggas wasn't raised by da code
I don't understand why these niggas just fold
I wanna put all of my b****es in gold So a n***a gotta take trips on da Road
SKRT SKRT SKRT We Gotta Go
I Pick it up, Drop it off, Finesse the load
Road Runner, what you need, Hit my Phone
Good Gas, and I Smoke out da cone
Pharmacy at da crib, Shop at da store
Tools on deck if a n***a want war
Gotta 9 to 5 but I get off at 4
By 5, I got ya work at da door
Trusting n***as, I can't do dat no more
These n***as goofy and they switch for da H**s
They trap out da O, but smoke out da O
Niggas broke and flex like they pockets on stole
Shorty throwing back, gotta get her a Birkin
Good P***y, hit it right she start Squirtin
Trill lil baby gone ride when I'm servin
She'll Hide da work if 12 start searching
Like Usain Bolt, Imma run up a Check
Making Jugs in da Sticks, Imma Young Trapneck
When I get to Flexing I make n***as Upset
I live by da Code and Die about Respect
Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
It was Days I had no lights
It was days I slept in the cold
I remember I starved some nights
Caught a lick, got da money and Sold
Life about Risk and Roads
Its a lot of s**t I never told
Chase a bag and stick to the code
I don't understand how n***s fold
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
It was Days I had no lights
It was days I slept in the cold
I remember I starved some nights
Caught a lick, got da money and Sold
Life about Risk and Roads
Its a lot of s**t I never told
Chase a bag and stick to the code
I don't understand how n***s fold
Out here chasing a check but I'm tryna get rich
I aint always have this S**t
I don't want your B***H
Tell ya lil B***H fall Back
Cause a N***a tryna get rich
I know how to get it
N***a I'm wit it
Pass her to my mans, I know he gone Hit it
I got da Glock
I'm gonna Spit it
I gotta Eat, I Gotta Get it
I cannot Fold
I know N***as that told
They come Home, acting bold and they're froze, cuffing hoes and they're Broke
But I'm Woke
These n***as a Joke
Stop all dat Flexing, where's ya smoke
Bought a Draco, I let it blow
Calling my n***as and they tote
We just tryna stay up float
Imma get us on a Boat
This da first s**t I ever wrote
Getting Money is all I Know
My pops taught me da Ropes
But this ain't all I know
I'm Grown and on the go
Now I'm in da stu wit Flow
Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
It was Days I had no lights
It was days I slept in the cold
I remember I starved some nights
Caught a lick, got da money and Sold
Life about Risk and Roads
Its a lot of s**t I never told
Chase a bag and stick to the code
I don't understand how n***s fold
A lot of niggas wasn't raised by da code
I don't understand why these niggas just fold
I wanna put all of my b****es in gold So a n***a gotta take trips on da Road
SKRT SKRT SKRT We Gotta Go
I Pick it up, Drop it off, Finesse the load
Road Runner, what you need, Hit my Phone
Good Gas, and I Smoke out da cone
Pharmacy at da crib, Shop at da store
Tools on deck if a n***a want war
Gotta 9 to 5 but I get off at 4
By 5, I got ya work at da door
Trusting n***as, I can't do dat no more
These n***as goofy and they switch for da H**s
They trap out da O, but smoke out da O
Niggas broke and flex like they pockets on stole
Shorty throwing back, gotta get her a Birkin
Good P***y, hit it right she start Squirtin
Trill lil baby gone ride when I'm servin
She'll Hide da work if 12 start searching
Like Usain Bolt, Imma run up a Check
Making Jugs in da Sticks, Imma Young Trapneck
When I get to Flexing I make n***as Upset
I live by da Code and Die about Respect
Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
Everyday I'm Breaking a Sweat
Cause a n***a gone chase him a check
These local rap n***as in debt
One Day Imma cop a Patek
A n***a not famous yet
But the Groupies keep offering sex
It was Days a N***a was Broke
I couldn't even get a text
It was Days I had no lights
It was days I slept in the cold
I remember I starved some nights
Caught a lick, got da money and Sold
Life about Risk and Roads
Its a lot of s**t I never told
Chase a bag and stick to the code
I don't understand how n***s fold
Writer: BBNF Corvy
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid