Everyday
MC Eiht A.K.A. Tony Smallz Lyrics
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Everyday (Quan)
Everyday
Un rebeu dans l'épicerie
J'paye avec de faux cultes
Deux grammes de Colombie
Ça c'est pour faire kiffer ta bitch
J'me suis payé une villa dans l'sud
On vit avec la flicaille au uc'
Y'a que des mexicains dans mon stud
Oh, la vie est belle
Des sous dans un sac poubelle
D'la haine et du sang sous les semelles
J'suis comme un esclave
Contre le maître je me rebelle
J'rêve de braquer la Bank of America déguisé en Père Noël
Aux douanes j'passe à la fouille corporelle
Ils veulent voir c'que j'ai dans le serwel
Toujours suspect dans une berline black
En virée nocturne on scotch les plâtres
Tractions, tractions
On s'maintient même quand y'a pas d'sous
La voix toujours enrouée
Les billets bien enroulés
Ils ont rêvé qu'ils m'voyaient couler
Mais ce jour n'est jamais arrivé
All around this bitch with 10 bands on a nigga like everyday
I'm from East Atlanta, I can get money in like every way
Ridin' 'round, 'round listening to 2Pac prayin' for better days
If I want it, I'ma cop it right then I ain't motherfuckin' hesitatin'
On a lil' bitch pushed too hard had a lil' hoe devastated
And I sold out every week on that block cause I sell the latest
And I don't think about shit too hard, hell no, no meditatin'
I'm from the East
No West but I need me a Kim Kardashian
Everyday, everyday
Everyday, everyday
Everyday, everyday
Everyday, everyday
J'voulais fuir le quartier, j'suis parti à Roissy et j'ai pris un billet
Arrivé aux USA, ils m'ont dit c'était chaud dans les rues ça tirait
Ma ville, Vitryo de Janeiro, mon gang, le Ciento Trece
J'leur ai dit vu ma situation, qu'j'en avais rien à cirer
Mon histoire commence rue Camille Groult
Nourri de déception, j'ai fait ma route
J'aurais fait plus d'argent sur les terrains d'foot
Mais tant qu'la mama est bien j'en ai rien à foutre
Tant qu'elle met ce qu'elle veut dans la soute
Tant qu'elle met ce qu'elle veut dans la soute
Les deux pieds ancrés dans le quartier
À créer des liens qu'on ne peut dissoudre
Everyday I walk around with a lot of money
Lucci, I like a lot of hundreds
7 figure nigga like me you know I need a lot of commas
Hundred truth for the ratchet but everyday I lie to someone
Me and Rim'k going crazy on a beat like this hey
I'm at the Eiffel Tower gettin' head from a freak like this hey
Somethin' in my throat, hell no let me get this shit clear
Reincarnation, Quan goin' crazy, swear to God I've been here
Everyday, everyday
Everyday, everyday
Everyday, everyday
Everyday, everyday
The lyrics of "Everyday" by MC Eiht A.K.A. Tony Smallz's song describe different aspects of everyday life, one from the perspective of a French Arab, another from an East Atlanta-based artist, and the last from a Brazilian musician. The first verse follows the French Arab narrating about his lavish lifestyle, how he pays with fake cults when buying groceries, and how he bought a large gun and a villa in the south. He also talks about his interactions with the police and dreams of robbing the Bank of America dressed as Santa Clause. The second verse is from the East Atlanta perspective and describes how the rapper can make money in any way possible, his preference for Kim Kardashian, and the ease with which he can sell out of anything.
The last verse is a narrative from a Brazilian perspective about life on the streets and a yearning for a better life. In this verse, the narration is about a person who has left the hood to move to the USA, but he was cautioned about the danger in the US streets. However, he asserts that he is not scared and has nothing to lose. He talks about his life and gang, the Ciento Trece, and how he only cares about his mother's well-being.
Line by Line Meaning
Un rebeu dans l'épicerie
An Arab in the corner store
J'paye avec de faux cultes
I pay with fake cults
Deux grammes de Colombie
Two grams from Colombia
Ça c'est pour faire kiffer ta bitch
That's to make your bitch happy
J'me suis payé un plus gros brolique
I got a bigger gun
J'me suis payé une villa dans l'sud
I got a villa in the South
On vit avec la flicaille au uc'
We're living with the cops up our a**
Y'a que des mexicains dans mon stud
There's only Mexicans in my stable
Oh, la vie est belle
Oh, life is beautiful
Des sous dans un sac poubelle
Money in a garbage bag
D'la haine et du sang sous les semelles
Hatred and blood under our soles
J'suis comme un esclave
I'm like a slave
Contre le maître je me rebelle
Against the master, I rebel
J'rêve de braquer la Bank of America déguisé en Père Noël
I dream of robbing Bank of America dressed as Santa Claus
Aux douanes j'passe à la fouille corporelle
At the borders, I get a body search
Ils veulent voir c'que j'ai dans le serwel
They want to see what I have in my pants
Toujours suspect dans une berline black
Always suspicious in a black sedan
En virée nocturne on scotch les plâtres
On a night out, we break the mold
Tractions, tractions
Pull-ups, pull-ups
On s'maintient même quand y'a pas d'sous
We hold on even when there's no money
La voix toujours enrouée
The voice always hoarse
Les billets bien enroulés
The bills well rolled up
Ils ont rêvé qu'ils m'voyaient couler
They dreamt they saw me sink
Mais ce jour n'est jamais arrivé
But that day never came
All around this bitch with 10 bands on a nigga like everyday
Everyday, I'm surrounded by a bitch with $10,000
I'm from East Atlanta, I can get money in like every way
I'm from East Atlanta and I can get money in any way possible
Ridin' 'round, 'round listening to 2Pac prayin' for better days
Riding around listening to 2Pac, praying for better days
If I want it, I'ma cop it right then I ain't motherfuckin' hesitatin'
If I want it, I'm going to buy it right away without hesitation
On a lil' bitch pushed too hard had a lil' hoe devastated
I pushed a little bitch too hard and made her devastated
And I sold out every week on that block cause I sell the latest
I sell the latest drugs and I sell out every week in that area
And I don't think about shit too hard, hell no, no meditatin'
I don't think too much about anything, no meditation
I'm from the East
I'm from the East
No West but I need me a Kim Kardashian
I don't care about the West, but I want a Kim Kardashian
J'voulais fuir le quartier, j'suis parti à Roissy et j'ai pris un billet
I wanted to leave the neighborhood, so I went to Roissy and I bought a ticket
Arrivé aux USA, ils m'ont dit c'était chaud dans les rues ça tirait
When I arrived in the USA, they told me that the streets were hot, and there was shooting
Ma ville, Vitryo de Janeiro, mon gang, le Ciento Trece
My city is Vitryo de Janeiro, and my gang is Ciento Trece
J'leur ai dit vu ma situation, qu'j'en avais rien à cirer
I told them that I didn't care about my situation
Mon histoire commence rue Camille Groult
My story starts on Camille Groult Street
Nourri de déception, j'ai fait ma route
Fed up with disappointment, I made my way
J'aurais fait plus d'argent sur les terrains d'foot
I could have made more money on the football field
Mais tant qu'la mama est bien j'en ai rien à foutre
As long as Mama's good, I don't give a f**k
Tant qu'elle met ce qu'elle veut dans la soute
As long as she puts whatever she wants in the trunk
Les deux pieds ancrés dans le quartier
Both feet rooted in the neighborhood
À créer des liens qu'on ne peut dissoudre
Creating bonds that cannot be dissolved
Everyday I walk around with a lot of money
Everyday, I carry a lot of cash
Lucci, I like a lot of hundreds
I like a lot of one hundred dollar bills
7 figure nigga like me you know I need a lot of commas
As a seven-figure man, I need a lot of commas in my bank account
Hundred truth for the ratchet but everyday I lie to someone
I tell the truth to the ratchet but I lie to someone everyday
Me and Rim'k going crazy on a beat like this hey
Me and Rim'k are going crazy on this beat, hey
I'm at the Eiffel Tower gettin' head from a freak like this hey
I'm getting a blow job from a freak at the Eiffel Tower, hey
Somethin' in my throat, hell no let me get this shit clear
Something in my throat, no way, let me clear it up
Reincarnation, Quan goin' crazy, swear to God I've been here
Reincarnation, Quan's going crazy, I swear I've been here before
Everyday, everyday
Everyday, everyday
Everyday, everyday
Everyday, everyday
Everyday, everyday
Everyday, everyday
Everyday, everyday
Everyday, everyday
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Written by: ABDELKRIM BRAHMI
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