Luyện nghe bài hát Anyday

Call this bitch yor nigga when time is
I lost a lot when you fell, life is hard to
You its hell where you at
Shit its hell on the
You in the Bing, I'm surviving to eat
Don't think am wilding, flexing and stuff
Thinking I'm lost laying
Sex for trips and
I'll admit it I'm use to the things
We had names even on the minor things
we went, mad bitches sizing me up
You know they tight now, I get to drive the trucks
But I you were spreading it riding it rough
I I miss that more then you buying me stuff
Since you got knocked your man tried to at me
And those nigga's you stuck, they throwing at me
But you this gaming, and Im just keeping it real
Holding you down you back on the field

like I do
I feel when feeling
In the feeling down
It can be most

Feels I do
I when feeling down
In the feeling down
It can be anyday

Don't worry 'bout streets I'm conrolling these grounds
I might slip and miss a V-I but I'm holding it
Got the kids to take care its hard out
And its my heart to play my part out here
I seen that snitch and you know I got 4 years
And your bid make me feel like I got the
But nobody tapping this I rather tap my own
tapes we made while I'm resting alone
Wishing you home, of you flipping the chrome
What kind of chic will leave her man when he out the
Me without you is like a stickman a silencer
Got me off days on the calendar
I miss loading the so you could control the block
I miss watching you work the dogs to the lock
of the time boo pushing it like a 6 double o
You get your weight up I'm a drain you they let go

Feels I do
I feel when down
In the feeling down
It can be anyday

I can see us back on the bricks, me on your
Letting bitches know wishes to have you are over
So you ring broads while you locked away
I its hard for a nigga on top not to play
See the one you kept draped in ice
I'm the one silk down caked in spice
Waiting for your or my box to vibrate
Hoping you want me to scoop you not being more weight
I fell Gucci sandals back to no name brands
From a six and a to beating the sands
Staying true make ends meet to have enough for the I take
and stuff
Have a brick where most F.E.D.S. to touch
Fear to see the cash, and us popping the clutch
Chopping a Dutch-flip cop twice as living low key
A then heist and stuff
If I have to wait while you gone I'm a take comes
If you see cash, know its hard in the slums
Cause I ran the stash and it ain't no funds