Everyday Lyrics – G Herbo
Shout out to the bros, shout out to the bad bitches
Shout out to the hoes, if you wake up hustlin’ everyday, all day
Already know I got enough somehow, I want it all everyday
I’ma pass it to my team, but I still want the ball everyday
I’m trying to stack everything, but I still want to hit the mall everyday
Everyday, I’m standing tall
Everyday I still might fall
Probably why I was born to fall I ain’t doing that shit at all
I told her bae, you in the WNBA I got you ballin’
I can’t even call a bitch try to call a bitch, I got two callin’
I can’t relate, but niggas they hate cause we having all the bitches
Turned his lights off cause my lil bloodnem got all the switches
This year I’ma try to profit a dub, but I want all the riches
In the club you muggin’, I ain’t even trippin’ cause I was walking with it
In the club you muggin’, blood nem itchin, you catching all them bitches
Ain’t no halfway ain’t no detention
I’m just getting suspended
Stay on the road, got a pack my luggage and get to the digits
I can’t be fucking up my budget cause I’m independent
I got way too much vision for a head on collision
Gotta move with precision, I gotta make decisions
Shout out to the bros, shout out to the bad bitches
Shout out to the hoes, if you wake up hustlin’ everyday, all day
Already know I got enough somehow, I want it all everyday
I’ma pass it to my team, but I still want the ball everyday
I’m trying to stack everything, but I still want to hit the mall everyday
Every day, I’m standing tall
Every day I still might fall
Probably why I was born to fall I ain’t doing that shit at all
Try and catch me slipping
Aw, they think a nigga slipping, just because I’m sipping
Aw, they think a nigga stupid just cause I’m tripping
Aw, they thinking I won’t do it, I ain’t tryna prove it
Got this bitch right on my hip, but I ain’t tryna use it
Big G Herbo worth some millions, I ain’t tryna lose it
That glock with a 50 it’ll give you power but you bet’ not abuse it
It’s gone be the streets or in the streets I gotta choose it
Why would you hop in if you ain’t with it? I don’t get it
I was poppin’ outside on hits, I was already worth a ticket
If they book me out the country, I can’t even go get it if they send it
The judge won’t let me travel, tryna take me off my pivot
But I’m still no limit