EVERY CHANCE I GET (feat. Lil Baby & Lil Durk)

Tay Keith, this too hard
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 Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
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 DJ Khaled
 Scratched a million off my checklist three years ago
 Add two zeros to the one, I'm in a different mode
 This my life, do what I want, I be with different hoes
 You know the pick and roll, I picked her up and sent her home
 I got rich off strong, we get 'em in and get 'em gone
 You know Trappy just got out, I ain't have to put him on
 We the ones who got the numbers, who put the city on
 It's the middle of the summer, I got a hoodie on
 My demon time ain't nothing nice
 I try not to wear nothing twice
 I came up off of shooting dice, yeah
 My lil' brother ain't living right
 My sis' and 'em doing aight
 My cuz and 'em still serving life, yeah
 Seen a robber rob a deacon
 I seen a preacher get caught for cheating
 I'll break the bank for one of my people
 I said, "I'm the one," they didn't believe me
 I show 'em the facts, then they all need me
 I'ma get cake as long as I'm breathing
 They making it hard, this shit really easy, yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I'ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get
 I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist
 All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch
 They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks
 Soon as they say we can't come, you know we'll run 'round that bitch
 You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix
 Money, cars, and clothes, and hoes
 You know I live in the mix, money, cars, and clothes, and hoes
 Yeah, she think I'm a regular rapper, I'm not
 One person come tell me, we fuck up your block
 Watch me run this shit to the tippity-top, yeah (keep going)
 Put my kids in Givenchy
 She must think one plus one is three
 I can't support you personally
 She don't got a mortgage, moved in with her niece
 These niggas be capping, them cars be leased
 Youngest in charge, I speak for the streets
 I was nodding off, they woke up a beast
 Struggle what made me, we used to have water for dinner, we didn't have nothing to eat
 Soon as I get on his ass, they gon' look at me better, like
 "Damn, he was fucking with me," yeah (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
 I'ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get
 I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist
 All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch
 They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks
 Soon as they say we can't come, you know we'll run 'round that bitch
 You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix
 Money, cars, and clothes, and hoes
 You know I live in the mix, money, cars, and clothes, and hoes
 I'm from the trenches
 Niggas be tough on the 'net, but really be there for attention
 Bitches be talking like they really rich
 But really be begging me under my pictures
 I'll give her 40-50,000 cash to start up a business
 I'll spend that shit at the dentist
 I'd rather fuck her and pay up her rent for a year just to get out of her feelings
 I'm in the Lambo' truck in my hood, nobody gon' tell me shit
 Going to Cali', I pick up my weed for sure, nobody gon' mail me shit
 Dice game, Craps and Cee-Lo, I need cash, don't sell me shit
 Baby got his hood on smash, yeah, you can tell they really rich
 Drop the load, ain't no room right now, I took her to the O'
 Then I pulled up on the Lamb' 'cause she a fan of Boonie Moe
 I got the city on lock, uh, fucking up all the opps
 I be around with three million dollars in jewelry
 I'm standing on all the blocks
 This the anthem, mhm
 Dropping the six in the Fanta, mmm
 Black Rolls truck with the all-white seats remind me of sitting on Panda, mmm
 I love my cousin, she was a dancer
 I love my brother, he was a scammer
 Sit on my lap 'cause I'm pulling her tracks
 And I fuck from the back 'cause she calling me handsome, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
 I'ma turn up on a hater every chance that I get
 I want the biggest watch that they got, don't care if that shit hurt my wrist
 All these hoes fuck on us all, I wish I would claim that bitch
 They get hard when they get guns, we got a hood full of sticks
 Soon as they say we can't come, you know we'll run 'round that bitch
 You can miss me with that shit, you know I live in the mix
 Money, cars and clothes and hoes
 You know I live in the mix, money, cars and clothes and hoes
 We The Best Music
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