Every Night - Money Man, BC Shooter

Every night I pray to god

To bless me and the squad

Where the fuck was you when time was hard

Where the fuck was you when we had nowhere to go

When we was sleepin' on the floor

Where the fuck was these niggas

That’s why I don’t fuck with these niggas

Yeah

I’m just gonna grind till I die, gotta keep me a fire

Just to keep me alive, you can meet me at five

If you buyin' a dime, that’s 10 on nigga

Got 50 more, I just hit the club

Need 50 more, tried to keep it open, I shot through it

I hope every bullet done got to him

I love my first plug i owe alot to em

Yeah

Alot to em

The way I"m existing, Ya’ll niggas so Iffy

My niggas sturdy, so shout out my city

Came in from the streets, It don’t come with no benefits

Niggas put bread on my head, they be wishin' me dead

But I’m fed up and i’ll never let up

Dirty bitches plottin' on the setup

Only mission is to get my check up

Meanwhile where I’m from these niggas hate that you make it

Cherish your life cause a nigga might take it

Yeah

How you gon act like you right when you wrong

I put my motherfuckin' heart in this song

I had some nigga just string me along

I had some nigga tried to rob my home

Sometimes I’m never too hard, I just be hustlin' hard

Don’t need no bodyguard, I got some battle scars

Wait in bushes while we shoot at cars

Gamble money on some fuckin' cars

I fuck with street niggas and a couple stars

Just like a prisoner I’m spittin' these bars

Hit some gelato and go up to Mars

We don’t give a fuck cause we’ll go to war

Yea

They said pressure bust pipes but its makin' me stronger

I get on my knees and pray with the chopper

I’m strapped with the cannon and I’ma do damage

I won’t hesitate let you fuck niggas have it

Shoot him in the face and push him in the casket

My nigga they rollin' coke we gotta pack it

NIggas be pipin' we about that action

I ain’t going back for none of you mans

Catch you in traffic then it gonna be tragic

Im living this life like a motherfucking savage

Then go get the money cause I gotta have it

Since the beginnin', BC we be winnin'

Got Reapers

Yeah

Ain’t' got no truck but respect how we be comin'

BC for life we be strapped up to armor

We take out the straps and aim at a target

And fuck an attempt its a killing in progress

Im fitta go batman and muthafuckin robin

And mount up the ship on a muthafuckin island

I hit lil mama now i got her smiling

Im feelilng like stunna i might buy an island

Yo shit is cloudy dem ain’t real diamonds

shit i’own check the timimg

I know that they mad that we ran up a bag

And we only speak facts why these niggas be lyin'

We only speak facts why these niggas be lyin'