Lyrics Clyde Carson – Everyday
Text:
We blowin’ money in the fast lane
Getting checks cut doobies in the ashtray
Let my pass out change out the extra clean
Mouth on give me everything I need
First class but I got it from the grayhound
Eyes wide looking for the take down
That’s ’cause we ride high sipping on that H town
Hit tweet before another pack
Another show bringing in some other stacks
Hardly ever recline
Paper chasing ain’t no room for me to relax
Hoppin’ up out the car running the stall
Original sweet some gray goose on the go
Everyday shit I just wanna get more
Boss who we force all the money we blow
Hook:
Smoke a little weed this is everyday, everyday
Pour a little hen this is everyday, everyday
(Counting money smoking loud)
Smoke a little weed this is everyday, everyday
Pour a little hen this is everyday, everyday
I’m up early every morn’, every morn’ like everyday
And I didn’t see that money coming like everyday
But now I’m better 8 a shoot nothing 8 to stay
It rains on the chevrolet and make the bitch levitate
Run life so we life it to the fullest may
Up and down the coast like a fucking bullet tray
I play the cut like a close shave
Tell him on the bitch hail like a bouffet
Get money and die shit the only thing you gotta do
Over any obstacle, niggas you got a problem? cool
T minus this ain’t special what’s in the racks through
Never lose everyday we for the win
Small minded niggas better get it while it last shit
We in the light with the lights never down
So when you ask where I’ve been I’m a say Atlanta
Hook:
Smoke a little weed this is everyday, everyday
Pour a little hen this is everyday, everyday
(Counting money smoking loud)
Smoke a little weed this is everyday, everyday
Pour a little hen this is everyday, everyday
New rocks sitting all upon my I’ll shit
Will grain everytime a nigga steering shit
From the bottom but a nigga came up fuck with me
Only niggas hanging around is the ones who’s stuck with me
Hard on myself ’cause you never get a second chance
Still getting cashed out before I get in the pair of pants
I’m a player two short shit, if she want me she can choose ’cause we don’t force shit
Blast out all over this thing money all over the place
Why would I ever sit down how could you not relate
Make it about the tale how could you not be great
Anything is possible not a whip is optional
Me and big bro home we on for
Alot of tale to the lie you just got one more
Celebrate the life every night it’s my show
Niggas do what we want ’cause we just that dope
Hook:
Smoke a little weed this is everyday, everyday
Pour a little hen this is everyday, everyday
(Counting money smoking loud)
Smoke a little weed this is everyday, everyday
Pour a little hen this is everyday, everyday
