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blocboy jb - everyday كلمات الأغنية

[intro: blocboy jb]
word
word
yeah, every day
i text, i call, i flex, i ball
i go through this sh-t every day

[chorus: blocboy jb]
i flex, i ball, i text, i call
my ex, we go through this sh-t every day
i ignore y’all, iphone, missed call
from my b-tch, we go through this sh-t every day
how can i sleep when we go through this sh-t every day?
how we gon’ eat when you be interrupting me getting paid?
when we go broke, i bet you’re gonna have nothin’ to say
matter fact, the money only reason you call me bae

[verse 1: blocboy jb]
she a gold digger, she don’t f-ck with broke n-gg-s
rose gold audemar, got that off a show, n-gg-
pinky ring blingin’, but f-ck that sh-t, we need some more pistols
’cause every time a n-gg- get some money, it bring more issues
came a long way from sleepin’ on my f-ckin’ mama’s couch
got my first check, got some guns and bought my mom a house
you think that i ain’t work for this sh-t? ayy, watch your f-ckin’ mouth
i was robbin’ for the dollars, now i’m gettin’ gwalas now
i was f-ckin’ black feets, n-gg- f-ckin’ models now
i was smokin’ point three, backwoods by the boxes now
.40 by my boxers, try to rob me, i’ma gun you down
chain shine like it’s sunny now, n-gg-s funny, leroy brown

[verse 2: moneybagg yo]
every day, every day is like a holiday
when i reset and think, i took the harder way
the wraith or the wagen, i don’t know which car today
i’m actin’ c-cky, i’m heavy on water weight
n-gg-s ain’t solid and i know that
i’m with the gang, don’t nothin’ come before that
aggravated off of yellow, bodak
pop you just like prozac
not just talkin’, rappin’, spit truth through the interphase (right now)
backstage of the venue, strap tucked in my inner waist
your money low, i sip hi-tech (red)
every day i flex, but we used to stress
‘member that (huh?)
on the set, i spent a huncho on a rolex, yeah (on skydweller)
and you know we ain’t goin’ for it, too much money for it
wanna go to war, flip your honda accord
wipe that baby nose, had to cut his cord
blade on the k, chopper with the sword
every day your b-tch tryna see the boy (every day)
she know that i’m winnin’, keep the score
got her legs open like aventador

- blocboy jb

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