Lyrics:
hook:
runnin wit the check i might do it every day/ i be on the bus and im thinkin bout my wraith/ you aint wit the gang you aint comin round this way/ i aint need to smoke but i do it anyways/
 
eryyday x8

verse 1:
look around me/ why they comin in now/ lets get rowdy/ party in a pent house/ thats my song now/ now she ridin me/ she aint let down/ she invited me/ cookin up these beats i aint lackin no/ i dont smell no loud thats oregano/ and yeah i got the hammer we can fix it now/ drummer boy poppin off now the speakers fell/ 
run it up/ fuck the world/ you aint tough/ you a nerd/ i got bands/ i got loud/ you need that shit/ come around/
got me runnin through the buildin with a bunch of hoolagins/ if i pull up in   a beamer yeah that means i popped again/ leave no spot when im droppin em/ body built poppin em/ i aint need to shoot cuz my brody just pulled up on em

(Hook)

verse 2:
 where my bands/ pull up in the van/ i got racks/ stacking what i can/ if a broke bitch actin crazy i dont want her in my life/ she aint ever smoke loud, all she do is smoke spice yuh/ ayy yuh back on the ground ay/ was high in the clouds ay/ was flying around ay/ she droppin that ass low/ she want me some more/ she getting no more/ she walkin out my door/ 

 how i get it? money spendin/yuh/ make it back/ with some credit/ yuh/ skrtin raries, im a dreamer, ay/ i wanna cop a tesla but still keep the heater/ yeah ill keep the heater/ still i rock the teeshirts/ you aint wit that shit/ stay back a meter/ i fuck her i dont like her/ i think she hates me back/ i keep her for the good head/ she say the same back

(Hook)

Everyday (prod. Fatal Kuts)

Fatal Kuts