[Hook] Everyday's a weekend, you already know Pocket full of gra**, and a fist full of rolls x2 [Verse 1: Matt.B] A'yo pocket full of gra** and fist full of rolls A botanist, the baker call me "got up in your hoes" If you didn't already know, everyday is a f**ing weekend The freaks come out at night, but I been here and I ain't leaving The deceit is clearly written on my receipt I'm trippin' Got a mind for being livid, hit your girl and give specifics I don't know if I can go on, but the show must go on on And on on to the break of dawn Sitting on the lawn with your girl and her bong I know that I ain't wrong, she singing to my songs And every time we get along And we just having fun, these haters having none Living life the way I wanna, couldn't give a f** about a gun But I'm still fillin' my cup, but it ain't ever enough I was laying up in the cut she was scheming for my love So I blow me another dub, sittin' in the sun Everybody know whats up And going down, I got it good [Hook] [Verse 2: Matt.B] You already know who it is Its Matt.B they call me "up in ya b**h" Do what it takes and man I don't give a sh** My memories are so rich, I smoke and ounce an bit Smacking a** and some tits Spitting comical sh**, I'm all in f** a spin magazine, I'm James Dean henny sippin' with a Lamborghini dream I got a pocket of green, in these 501 jeans If you know what I mean I'm rolling dubs up at the scene The team is looking mean, This Commander is Keen To all these schemes and various fiends And On the block and clocking C.R.E.A.M Cuz it ain't really no thang, like putting all these lames to shame Which I got nothing in my game Im Scooping all your broads and dames And All my homies do the same They attracted by our slang, and like a noose they wanna hang So hey baby come and shake that Ass And Snap back to reality fast Cuz everyday's a f**in' [Hook]