Slim - 02 EVERYDAY lyrics

[refrain: D.O.E.R] Everyday,everyday [verse 1: S.L.I.M] All your n***as have fallen Better mind your bees, your pollen And just cause your chic got a big forehead Doesn't mean she'll hit my tummy before head b**h a** n***a You tryna be lame, i'll clip ya n***a Drag u n***a to the street a** n***a I dont play games i'll pull that trigger I don't give these second chances Not even when she makes advances [hook: S.L.I.M] All the time we so tight Iggy beats is tight too We ain't like 'em haters They full of nothing like vacuums They tryna be me, but they ain't do it like me Everyday i run it, every,everyday i run it [verse 2: S.L.I.M] Everyday i run it, every,everyday i run it I just keep this sh** recurring,tryna keep my sh** 100 I am sitting on the stars and i know that i deserve it I just keep the flame burning till u n***as think am certain Born in L.A K-A-M-P-A-L-A, what?? What you gonna say Tryna make dough by the end of the day And now its ten shows by the end of may Cause i started from the bottom and i've never been gay Ye,dre, sipping on grey, and i mean black L-A-B-E-L b**h a** n***a, am tryna hide from your chic a** n***a She want me n***a for dick, a** n***a Thinking am rich ,sudhir, a** n***a But its Second chances for all ya'll Only when am dead,only wen am dead and i say [hook: S.L.I.M] All the time we so tight Iggy beats is tight too We ain't like 'em haters They full of nothing like vacuums They tryna be me, but they ain't do it like me Everyday i run it, every,everyday i run it [verse 3: S.L.I.M] They wanna run it er'day or they wish they would But they'll never get the ball cause they tackle smooth Married to the money, we on honeymoon Its why i always get the fruit cause i know my roots Am a mercenary looking for sollitude I can even win a war with a piece of wood(x2) I can even win a war, so to sound like me i had to switch sound They know that i sing, they wanna hear me rap They know that am king,and they know its just that So why you beef me when i got the crown I only do brief on a brief fling Chic so g that she give me her g-string BBC make yours like a bee sting Watch me slide in like quick sand Am listening, to all these rappers and their fake sh** I don't care bout them, i just know they got some fake sh** Am a real n***a and b**h i don't follow rules I always set the pace am the alarm that is never snoozed They tryna be me But they ain't do it like me