Everyday
Gunna Lyrics
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I got this shit from the trap,
Few baggies, my pen, and my pad (few baggies)
I done got rich off of rap, you throw 'em
We sendin' 'em back (pop, pop, pop), that shit is a fact
My young boy ain't got no ID on 'em
He had to slip through the back (go in the back)
He thought he was lit 'cause he rap (take that off)
Gotta hustle, go get off your back
He broke, go get him a pack
I just blew 10 up in Saks (dimes)
Fuck cops, they kill if you black (fuck the cops)
You might get a deal if you nice (you might)
Gelato I'm smokin' to give you the feelin'
You feel when you feel on a flight
Light up a blunt, go wheelie that bike
(This is our life)
This a lifestyle that we cherish everyday
Take a risk to count this cash in every way
If you lucky, bitch, then you just might get saved
Only thing my bucket list is I get paid
Fuck the coppers, you can't stop us like a train (nah)
Like a doctor, I got meds to heal my pain
Push start on my big ol' sport, you think I race
White star shine on me in the dark inside my Wraith
Got a plain Patek Phillipe and a plain Richard Mille (yeah)
Can't explain this shit I see (explain)
Switchin' lanes in a new V (skrr)
I just slain on that record, I done made it out the streets
Gotta licence this industry, so for free, me and Dave East
My name look like water, two hundred sittin' on a plain tee (yeah)
Rich my persona, I bought your bitch a new Wrangler Jeep (yeah)
Keep that stick on me, 'cause if they play, we gon' play for keeps
Back to back Royces, me and me
We the champs that they envy (champs)
I'm a cold P-I-M-P (cold)
I got hoes in the Benz Jeep
I smoke Oprah Winfrey
While my bro pumpin' *NSYNC (white)
The gas the color purple, sellin' white-boy like Nowitzki (white)
The cars is foreign like Ginobili
Shots burn your chest like whiskey (pow)
This a lifestyle that we cherish everyday
Take a risk to count this cash in every way
If you lucky, bitch, then you just might get saved
Only thing my bucket list is I get paid
Fuck the coppers, you can't stop us like a train (nah)
Like a doctor, I got meds to heal my pain
Push start on my big ol' sport, you think I race
White star shine on me in the dark inside my Wraith
Popular nigga, I'm not tryna start, this is not the beginning
These nigga is broke, I forgot to forget it
Sand in my toes, bitch, I'm tropical livin'
I try not to pay no attention, they probably gon' hate 'til I'm finished
Fuck it, as long as they pay me with interest
Bonkers, now I jump out Ranges that's tinted
Smile at them niggas, they hate when you grinnin' (cheese)
I got a Patek that I put on everyday (everyday)
I just watched you eat that bitch, how you not gay? (how you not gay)
I'm at the gun range just to practice on my aim (practice aim) (pow, pow, pow)
Bitch this crip, watch how I get rich, Gunna know my game
Please make your choices
Yes, I'm goin' bonkers, you fuck with me
Once my mind made up, I'm pullin' up like the Grim Reaper
Since I like drippin', my swag is blue and that's all I see
Ain't no rap cappin', this lifestyle true, ain't no flaw in me
This a lifestyle that we cherish everyday
Take a risk to count this cash in every way
If you lucky, bitch, then you just might get saved
Only thing my bucket list is I get paid
Fuck the coppers, you can't stop us like a train (nah)
Like a doctor, I got meds to heal my pain
Push start on my big ol' sport, you think I race
White star shine on me in the dark inside my Wraith
The song "Everyday" is a trap song by American rapper Gunna, which was included on his 2019 album "Drip or Drown 2." The song opens with the "Did it" ad-lib before Gunna begins his verse. In the first verse, he talks about his humble beginnings in the trap, where he started off with a few baggies, a pen, and a pad. He also talks about his growth in the music industry, where now they are sending back the things they throw at him. Gunna also talks about the dangers of having a reputation in the streets, which he realizes when his young friend gets robbed after he left his ID at home. Ultimately, the song is about Gunna's luxurious lifestyle, with mentions of designer brands, expensive cars, and wristwear.
In the chorus, Gunna talks about how he cherishes his lifestyle every day and is willing to take risks to count his cash. He also emphasizes his determination to get paid and not let anything get in his way. Gunna also raps about his disdain for the police and invokes his sympathy for those who are discriminated against for their skin color.
In the second verse, Gunna references his standout features in the trap as well as his affluence. He mentions that he has a "plain Patek Phillipe" and a "plain Richard Mille" in his impressive watch collection. He also boasts about his sportscar and his successful music career. Gunna mentions that he and Dave East have been in the industry so long that they have to license it. He repeatedly acknowledges his success and the envy that comes with it. Throughout the song, Gunna switches up his flow and style frequently, showcasing his versatility.
Line by Line Meaning
I got this shit from the trap,
I obtained my equipment from a drug house.
Few baggies, my pen, and my pad (few baggies)
I have small bags to hold drugs and my pen and notebook to write lyrics.
I done got rich off of rap, you throw 'em
I made a lot of money from making music that you would typically toss away.
We sendin' 'em back (pop, pop, pop), that shit is a fact
We're selling so many drugs that some are being returned and there's a high demand for them.
My young boy ain't got no ID on 'em
My young partner doesn't have identification with him.
He had to slip through the back (go in the back)
He had to sneak in from the back to avoid being caught.
They took everything he had off his body
The police confiscated everything he had on him.
He thought he was lit 'cause he rap (take that off)
He was under the false impression that being a rapper gave him status and protection from the law, but he was wrong.
Gotta hustle, go get off your back
You have to work and hustle to get out of your current situation.
He broke, go get him a pack
He's broke, so he should get a package of drugs to sell.
I just blew 10 up in Saks (dimes)
I just spent a lot of money at Saks Fifth Avenue on diamonds.
Fuck cops, they kill if you black (fuck the cops)
I have negative feelings towards police officers because they tend to use deadly force against black people.
You might get a deal if you nice (you might)
You might get a record deal if you're talented enough.
Gelato I'm smokin' to give you the feelin'
I'm smoking a strain of marijuana called Gelato which gives me a particular high.
You feel when you feel on a flight
It feels like you're on a flight when you consume this particular strain.
Light up a blunt, go wheelie that bike
Smoke a cigar filled with marijuana and ride a bicycle on one wheel.
(This is our life)
This is our typical way of life.
This a lifestyle that we cherish everyday
We live a lifestyle that we value and appreciate every day.
Take a risk to count this cash in every way
We're willing to take risks to accumulate wealth using any means necessary.
If you lucky, bitch, then you just might get saved
If you're fortunate, you may be rescued from your current situation.
Only thing my bucket list is I get paid
The only thing on my list of things to do before I die is to get paid.
Fuck the coppers, you can't stop us like a train (nah)
I have a disdain for law enforcement and believe that they can't prevent us from achieving our goals.
Like a doctor, I got meds to heal my pain
I have substances that I can use to elevate my mood and alleviate my suffering.
Push start on my big ol' sport, you think I race
I'm starting my high-end sports car, but I'm not racing it.
White star shine on me in the dark inside my Wraith
The emblem of my Rolls-Royce Wraith is shining brightly in the darkness.
Popular nigga, I'm not tryna start, this is not the beginning
I'm already well-known, I'm not trying to instigate anything, and this is not the start of my career.
These nigga is broke, I forgot to forget it
These guys are poor, but I forgot that I had already dismissed them from my mind.
Sand in my toes, bitch, I'm tropical livin'
I have a carefree lifestyle and am enjoying living in a tropical location with sand between my toes.
I try not to pay no attention, they probably gon' hate 'til I'm finished
I try not to pay attention to haters because they will likely criticize me until I'm finished.
Fuck it, as long as they pay me with interest
Regardless of what they say, I'm okay with it as long as I'm being paid.
Bonkers, now I jump out Ranges that's tinted
Now that I'm rich, I'm buying luxurious vehicles with tinted windows.
Smile at them niggas, they hate when you grinnin' (cheese)
I like to smile at people who dislike me because it irritates them.
I got a Patek that I put on everyday (everyday)
I wear a Patek Philippe watch every day.
I just watched you eat that bitch, how you not gay? (how you not gay)
I saw you eat that particular dish, how can you not like it?
I'm at the gun range just to practice on my aim (practice aim) (pow, pow, pow)
I go to the shooting range to improve my ability to shoot a gun.
Bitch this crip, watch how I get rich, Gunna know my game
I'm a member of the Crips gang, and Gunna knows how I make my money.
Please make your choices
I'm giving you options.
Yes, I'm goin' bonkers, you fuck with me
Yes, I'm losing my mind, and I'm not someone with whom you want to mess.
Once my mind made up, I'm pullin' up like the Grim Reaper
When I've made a decision, I execute it swiftly and with extreme force, like the Grim Reaper.
Since I like drippin', my swag is blue and that's all I see
Since I like wearing trendy clothing, all I see is blue (likely referring to a particular brand or style).
Ain't no rap cappin', this lifestyle true, ain't no flaw in me
I'm not lying or exaggerating in my lyrics, this is my actual life, and there's nothing wrong with me.
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Royalty Network, Songtrust Ave, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: David Brewster, Steven Carless, Torrance Edmonds, Askia Fountain, Sergio Kitchens, Derrick Omondi Okoth
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@lamodeclothing7393
Dave East is so underrated, hopefully this album get more recognition than the other ones ✨
@Jv-fn5xg
by who? don't speak for the sheep. your here. enjoy.
@Abu_Abdurrahman_AlAthari
@josue hemp that's what I'm talking about
@em_en_em1913
@josue hemp if you were a true fan you'd understand, given the Heat Dave East drops he should be doing the same, if not bigger, numbers as Joyner Lucas(No Disrespect to Joyner)
@lamodeclothing7393
Barton B I really don't think so, I feel like it's gonna be fire now that he getting more in tune with what's popping while he maintain his style
@damiendeutscher6515
East best out of ny rn just my opinion
@chocolateladyct
Dave East is definitely giving straight bars to these one hit wonders. Sleep on him if you want to, but he's in this rap game to stay. Drops Mic.....🎤
@charle7573
So glad he is finally getting the recognition he deserves. He reminds me of rappers in the 90s I can’t understand these mumble rappers. Plus he’s acting too. Multi faceted, build your Brand #salute
@frankyswayy708
Charle 757 https://youtu.be/v1DX8UkqIAM
@blackenedsouls8137
Ain’t none of these trap rappers hard to understand, y’all just retarded lol.