Future - Everyday Hustle (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Future - Everyday Hustle (en) Lyrics
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Everyday hustle like William
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 closе
And start me to whip up the floor
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She with mе, she down like the bros
Holdin' me down like the chosen one
He don't even know what happened,
he heard that, "fft,
" and caught a headstone
Late up at night (Go)
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Just be precise (Just be precise)
Got a pack for the flight (Got a pack)
Catch me out in Philly, I'm somewhere
bippin' with a redbone
I show up in a beamer (I showed up)
crazy, she don't even wear Chrome
(Smackin', smackin')
Sing to me like Tina (Sing to me)
Sippin' dope out the liter
your Yeezys up and earn you some
Meditation off the kush (Kush)
Mobbin' all my life, no, I ain't
Drinkin' Hi-Tech and Trish
New baguette, yo, check the 'fits out
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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
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
Yeah, I cannot miss with this new FN
Built a bunker real deep in Tampa
Got two hundred cars, haters
screamin', "Damn it"
Fuck them niggas
Baby mama still the biggest opp
Team of shooters just
to keep it locked
Rolls-Royce, you can keep the top
Smokin' on the loudest pack, this
shit sound like the volume up
Nigga, get out your feelings and let's
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
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Never seen me on ketamine, but for
You can look in my eyes and see
the pain like I need Visine
In the cell on the cell phone
How you sellin' dope when
see the clarity, that shit
on high beams (Shit)
Bare-faced just like I'm lil' Critter
Elevator in my houses, really
levels to this shit
Ain't nobody safe, nigga
Every time he shoot his shot, say
he don't never really miss
Middle of the slums, standin'
at the boat dock
Loadin' up the cash, move
it in the U-Haul
time, I'm cheffin' up your bitch
Went inside my bag, went
and took a roof off
Thousand percent with this shit,
Crash dummy, goin' retarded,
spendin' cash on it
Smashin' in a Demon, still'll
smash a European
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Walk off laughing when we land 'cause
Gold-diggin' bitches, you
can't tell a nigga shit
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I don't know how to make no TikTok,
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
ass about some hip-hop (Brrt)
Thirty milligrams, niggas
rather take the fent'
Niggas got it out the mud, it's
codeine when you piss
On a run they never seen before
I'll take it what I see it for,
these rap niggas like CB4
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
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