ransom - Everyday lyrics

rate me

Ft. MVP & Simone Pash

(Verse)

I'm too vain to be the soul, but the soul, that's embeded

Got me workin' in this cold but he's so level headed

Hash tent these accents, it's movin' the glasses

I'm throwin' nigga, suit you up and throw you in caskets

In twelve years of denim, now the streets got 'im locked

His daddy throw his rottin', same niggas got 'im popped

A sip of Hennessy, enemies on the watch

Been with niggas in the streets, since he neva had his pops

Mike Tyson vs. Ali, if that woulda happen

Take my first trip to Sharlem, man, the jointin' was happenin'

Niggas rottin' with the gators, but the haters were snappin'

Harder is now than laters if they neighbors is trappin'

Oh, God, I kick them in the ass and take my foot out

I'm just handlin' my business while they bitches puttin' out

If a nigga neva seen and if niggas make the team

Havin' up they hopes and dreams, garbage they be puttin' out

We wore black in the back of the herse

I'mma get you snatch music like I'm snatchin' a purse

All my life I was beaten like the passion of the Christ

I'm collectin' from the play in the back of the church

Aw

(Hook)

Niggas die everyday so we drink the pain away

But I don't wanna cry today, I had a lot of shit to say

Niggas die everyday so we drink the pain away

But I don't wanna cry today, I had a lot of shit to say

(Verse 2)

I tell these niggas stop wildin' you're too young

Cause they don't listen to they mama's

It all depends on where you hearin that truth from

We starvin' in these streets so we sharing a few crumbs

We mobbin on these beats, hear that snare and new drum

I be hearin' that news come, a young boy shot down the street

Where his crew hung, his momma on his coffin screamin' he's too young

The weight upon her chest is feelin' like two tons

So I pray for her two sons

They still breathin', we still heathens

For real reason, we breathe deep but we still weezin'

Chasin' money is my only curse

Shed a tear on the hood of my uncle Tony's Herds

So ya know it hurt

You should get to know me first before you pass judgement

Huh, hung as ever my momma's last husband

I ? sat there cuz my dad wasn't

Man, fuck it, I don't even wanna talk about it

I'm goin' thru it but my momma tell me Randy you should walk around it

It's kinda deep the way it sought to sound

I'm more astounded by the street glory

Them noisy neighbors and the police on me

My niggas in the sky, that's rest in the peace on me

Real niggas cry when I tell em these street stories

Handle my beef for me, I tell em and they fire for me

Chain of command, that's the higher hierarchy, come and fuck with me

(Hook x2)

Niggas die everyday so we drink the pain away

But I don't wanna cry today, I had a lot of shit to say

Niggas die everyday so we drink the pain away

But I don't wanna cry today, I had a lot of shit to say