Anyday
Amil Lyrics

Call this bitch yor nigga when time is rough
Address me as your partner when you need support during tough times.

I lost a lot when you fell, life is hard to bluff
I suffered great losses when you were incarcerated, and there's no pretending that life is easy afterwards.

You think its hell where you at Shit its hell on the streets You maintaining in the Bing, I'm surviving to eat
You might think prison is hellish, but it's no worse than surviving on the rough streets trying to secure your basic needs.

Don't think am wilding, flexing whips and stuff Thinking I'm lost laying down Sex for trips and stuff
I'm not being reckless and showing off my fancy cars or trading sex for luxury trips to cope with your absence.

I'll admit it I'm use to the finer things, We had major names even on the minor things
I'm accustomed to and enjoy the luxuries of life; even small things had a flair when we were together.

Everywhere we went, mad bitches sizing me up You know they tight now, shit I get to drive the trucks
Whenever we were out, women would eye me jealously, and now that you're not around, I get to drive the fancy cars.

But I wish you were spreading it riding it rough I think I miss that more then you buying me stuff
I miss your sexual presence in the bedroom more than the material possessions you would buy for me.

Since you got knocked your man tried to hollar at me And those nigga's you stuck, they throwing dollars at me But you know this gaming, and I'm just keeping it real Holding you down until you back on the field
Since you've been incarcerated, your friend has tried to hit on me, and the guys you've had issues with are now trying to bribe me with money. However, I'm staying true to you and will always support you until you're free again.

Feels like I do I feel when feeling down In the ground feeling down It can be most anyday
It doesn't matter the day, there are times when I feel incredibly low, almost as if I'm buried in the ground.

Don't worry 'bout these streets I'm conrolling these grounds I might slip and miss a V-I but I'm holding it down
I'm handling the streets and making sure everything runs smoothly, even if I make occasional mistakes.

Got the kids to take care its hard out here And its tearing my heart to play my part out here
I have to take care of the children by myself, and it's tough out here without a partner. It breaks my heart to fulfill my responsibilities daily.

I seen that snitch and you know I got plots 4 years And your bid make me feel like I got the chair
I witnessed someone snitching, and it reminds me how your sentence is providing me with a pain similar to those sentenced to death.

But ain't nobody tapping this I rather tap my own Watching tapes we made while I'm resting alone
I refuse to let anyone touch me sexually other than you, so I watch our sex tapes alone to try and remember the intimate moments we shared.

Me without you is like a stickman without a silencer Got me X-ing off days on the calendar
Without you, I'm like a powerless man in a gunfight, so I'm marking off the days on the calendar until you return.

I miss loading the glock so you could control the block I miss watching you work the dogs to tighten the lock
I miss the days when we worked together to secure the territory and when you would train the guard dogs to increase our safety measures.

Think of the time boo pushing it like a 6 double o You get your weight up I'm a drain you once they let go
I reminisce when we would use our strong relationship to dominate the streets, and when you're free again, we'll continue to do so.

I can see us back on the bricks, me on your shoulder Letting bitches know they wishes to have you are over
I picture us back on the streets, with me being your companion, letting other women know you're taken for good.

So you ring your broads while you locked away I know its hard for a nigga on top not to play
I understand that you might seek the company of other women while you're incarcerated, knowing it's not easy for a man like you to stay loyal.

I'm the one waiting silk down caked in spice Waiting for your calls or my box to vibrate
I'm the one waiting for your contact, wearing sensual clothing, and hoping to feel your message buzz on my phone or hear from you on the voicemail.

Hoping you want me to come scoop you not being more weight I fell from Gucci sandals back to no name brands
I hope you want me to pick you up instead of bringing back extra baggage, especially since I went from expensive Gucci footwear to less refined brands.

From a six and a mansion to beating the sands Staying true make ends meet to have enough for the love I take All-savage and stuff Have a brick where most F.E.D.S. dare to touch
I once lived in luxury with a six-figure income and an impressive residence, but now I'm struggling to make ends meet while being loyal to you, with aggressive behavior and the ability to obtain drugs where law enforcement usually avoids.

Fear none to see the cash, and us popping the clutch Chopping a Dutch-flip cop twice as much living low key A minute then heist and stuff
I'm not afraid to take risks and earn money illegally, imagining us popping a wheelie in the streets and dividing up drug money. Living life quietly and swiftly committing crimes.

If I have to wait while you gone I'm a take what comes If you don't see cash, know its hard in the slums Cause I ran through the stash and it ain't no funds
If I have to continue waiting while you're away, I might resort to other means to survive. If you don't see me with cash, it's because things are tough, and I've used up all the money we had previously saved together.