Letra de Everyday Hustle - Future & Metro Boomin

(Feat. Metro Boomin, Rick Ross)

Everyday hustle like William

Yeah

Everyday hustle like William, I'm chargin' a chicken just for the verse, yeah

I get in that kitchen, I cook, go to work, I go berserk, yeah

Go out and get it, secure the city, can't sink like the Titanic

Bitch know I'm a Freeband bandit

This paper comin' to me twenty-four hours, I can't go to sleep

I know the power of a dollar, tote fifty rounds at least

Uh, she know I get money, she know (Know that shit)

Soon as I up the score

Just like double O

Stay down with me or let me go

Start the whip, I just lay close

And start me to whip up the floor

She with me, she down like the bros

Holdin' me down like the chosen one

Early in the morning (Go)

Late up at night (Go)

Just be precise (Just be precise)

Got a pack for the flight (Got a pack)

All I took was a nina (All I took)

I show up in a beamer (I showed up)

Smackin' cougars like Trina (Smackin', smackin')

Water flow, Aquafina (Water)

Sing to me like Tina (Sing to me)

Sippin' dope out the liter

Meditation off the kush (Kush)

Drinkin' Hi-Tech and Trish

New baguette, yo, check the 'fits out

Soon as the bitch check the Ritz out

You down or you scared? (Scared)

I knew she was just 'bout to say it (Just 'bout to say it)

I break her a lil' bread

Don't let that shit go to your head

Huh

Biggest

(Maybach Music)

Goin' broke, niggas in a panic

Sellin' dope, nigga send a pallet

Young killers, city full of talent

You testified, hate to see it happen

New bitch, never meet the parents

Triple beam, I'ma keep it balanced

Built a bunker real deep in Tampa

Got two hundred cars, haters screamin', "Damn it"

Baby mama still the biggest opp

Team of shooters just to keep it locked

Rolls-Royce, you can keep the top

Bag of old money, love to see it rot

Yellow bitch, better keep her pampered

Luther Campbell, I'm the new example

Metro Boomin, time to cue the sample

Niggas movin' bricks, then you can use the Phantom

Black jet, I just flew to Texas

Sippin' Tuss', mama can't accept it

Never seen me on ketamine, but for the real team, I can win a gamble

In the cell on the cell phone

How you sellin' dope when it smell wrong?

Yeah

Woah, woah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Fightin' for your life, spin by the hospital

Bare-faced just like I'm lil' Critter

Body snatchers, wig splitters, cap peelers, gravediggers, snake niggas

Ain't nobody safe, nigga

Meet me at the nearest coke spot

Middle of the slums, standin' at the boat dock

Loadin' up the cash, move it in the U-Haul

Went inside my bag, went and took a roof off

Crash dummy, goin' retarded, spendin' cash on it

Smashin' in a Demon, still'll smash a European

Gold-diggin' bitches, you can't tell a nigga shit

He just got his first wish, can't tell these lil' niggas shit

Tryna put him on some game, you better put him on a hit

Livin' in the trenches, it's survival of the fittest

Thirty milligrams, niggas rather take the fent'

Niggas got it out the mud, it's codeine when you piss

Drop a brick in the toilet, he ain't talkin' 'bout shit

Drop a brick in the toilet, he ain't talkin' 'bout shit

That shit don't pop in the hood, man

You talkin' about the grimy nigga in the hood?

I don't know what lil', um, supposed to be hood you from

But in the real hood, in America, that shit don't fly, we don't listen to that bullshit, son

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