Everyday
Rim'K 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 in Rim'K's song Everyday are about the daily life of two men from different parts of the world - France and the United States - who live a luxurious lifestyle by engaging in illegal activities. The French rapper talks about paying for his groceries with counterfeit money, buying cocaine to entertain women, owning a large gun, and living in a house in the south. Rim'K describes his life as a kind of rebellion against authorities, and dreams of robbing the Bank of America disguised as Santa Claus. He faces frequent searches by customs and is still considered suspicious by police even when driving a black car. On the other hand, the American rapper, Rich Homie Quan, talks about his own criminal past selling drugs and making a lot of money from it. He also boasts about his wealth and women, and mentions the Eiffel Tower, implying he is in France too.
The lyrics portray a somewhat hedonistic and reckless lifestyle of young men who believe in the easy acquisition of wealth at any cost. For them, the everyday hustle is about making money through illegal means, which they justify by their lack of opportunities or upbringing. The tone of the music combined with the imagery of the lyrics presents a depiction of danger, rebellion, and excitement to listeners, which could make them believe it's a desirable lifestyle. The song offers an insight into the minds of some people living in deprived and crime-infested areas, and how they strive to escape poverty through criminality.
Line by Line Meaning
Un rebeu dans l'épicerie
A person of Arab descent in the grocery store
J'paye avec de faux cultes
I pay with fake religious writings
Deux grammes de Colombie
Two grams of Colombian drugs
Ça c'est pour faire kiffer ta bitch
That's to make your girl feel good
J'me suis payé un plus gros brolique
I bought a larger gun
J'me suis payé une villa dans l'sud
I bought a villa in the south
On vit avec la flicaille au uc'
We have to deal with the cops every day
Y'a que des mexicains dans mon stud
There are only Mexicans in my area
Oh, la vie est belle
Oh, life is beautiful
Des sous dans un sac poubelle
Cash in a garbage bag
D'la haine et du sang sous les semelles
Hate and blood on my shoes
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 the Bank of America dressed up as Santa Claus
Aux douanes j'passe à la fouille corporelle
At customs, I get body searched
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 cause trouble
Tractions, tractions
Exercising, exercising
On s'maintient même quand y'a pas d'sous
We survive even when there's no money
La voix toujours enrouée
My voice is always hoarse
Les billets bien enroulés
Cash well rolled up
Ils ont rêvé qu'ils m'voyaient couler
They dreamed they saw me fail
Mais ce jour n'est jamais arrivé
But that day never came
All around this bitch with 10 bands on a nigga like everyday
I have a lot of money and it's a regular occurrence
I'm from East Atlanta, I can get money in like every way
I'm from a place where I can make money in many ways
Ridin' 'round, 'round listening to 2Pac prayin' for better days
Driving around and listening to 2Pac's music and praying for better times
If I want it, I'ma cop it right then I ain't motherfuckin' hesitatin'
If I want something, I'll get it without hesitation
On a lil' bitch pushed too hard had a lil' hoe devastated
I pushed a girl too hard and she was hurt
And I sold out every week on that block cause I sell the latest
I sell the newest products and sell out every week on the streets
And I don't think about shit too hard, hell no, no meditatin'
I don't overthink things, I don't meditate
I'm from the East
I'm from the East
No West but I need me a Kim Kardashian
I may not be from the West but I want a Kim Kardashian type of girl
J'voulais fuir le quartier, j'suis parti à Roissy et j'ai pris un billet
I wanted to leave my neighborhood, so I left from Roissy and took a flight
Arrivé aux USA, ils m'ont dit c'était chaud dans les rues ça tirait
When I arrived in the US, they told me it was dangerous and there was a lot of shootings in the streets
Ma ville, Vitryo de Janeiro, mon gang, le Ciento Trece
My city is Vitorio de Janeiro, my gang is Ciento Trece
J'leur ai dit vu ma situation, qu'j'en avais rien à cirer
I told them, given my situation, I didn't care
Mon histoire commence rue Camille Groult
My story starts on Camille Groult Street
Nourri de déception, j'ai fait ma route
Filled with disappointment, I went my way
J'aurais fait plus d'argent sur les terrains d'foot
I could have made more money playing football
Mais tant qu'la mama est bien j'en ai rien à foutre
But as long as Mom is well, I don't care
Tant qu'elle met ce qu'elle veut dans la soute
As long as she puts what she wants in the hold
Les deux pieds ancrés dans le quartier
Both feet planted firmly in the neighborhood
À créer des liens qu'on ne peut dissoudre
Creating bonds that cannot be broken
Lucci, I like a lot of hundreds
I like one hundred dollar bills
7 figure nigga like me you know I need a lot of commas
I'm a seven-figure person and I need a lot of commas in my money
Hundred truth for the ratchet but everyday I lie to someone
I speak honestly to some people but I lie to others every day
Me and Rim'k going crazy on a beat like this hey
Me and Rim'k are having fun on this beat
I'm at the Eiffel Tower gettin' head from a freak like this hey
I'm at the Eiffel Tower receiving oral sex from a freak
Somethin' in my throat, hell no let me get this shit clear
There's something in my throat, let me clear it up
Reincarnation, Quan goin' crazy, swear to God I've been here
Reincarnated Quan is going crazy, I swear to God I've been here before
Everyday I walk around with a lot of money
I carry a lot of money with me every day
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: ABDELKRIM BRAHMI
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