Cardiak - Everyday lyrics

[Verse 1: Meek Mill] I got these n***as hatin' on me But I don't give a f**, because they b**hes waiting on me I'm just counting all this money, and buying all these hammers So when these n***as play, I let my shooters go bananas Diamonds flashing like a camera, my whip sound like a monster My b**h got on that sh**, she got a million dollar sponsor These n***as getting sick, somebody call a doctor Cause all this blood drippin', 20 racks I Louboutin her I go Dolce & Gabana, Gucci Louis Prada Fly as hell in YSL boy I got a lot of 'em Madre and cabanas, that's where they probably find us Jumpin' off the jet, like sayonara to ya honor [Hook: Rick Ross] I spoil them b**hes, I employ them n***as Wipe my a** with the riches like it's some toilet tissue f** with a winner, minks in the winter Philadelphia millionaire, Meek be that n***a Yo n***as hatin', my n***as ballin' Poppin' bands, countin' dollars, buyin' the Magnum bottles My b**h is patient, yo b**h is boring f**ed her that Friday night, we both woke up that Sunday morning [Verse 2: Meek Mill] Young n***a, lotta cash, bad b**h, lotta a** Lamborghini kinda fast, it got these haters kinda mad Make me bring them sticks out, AK with the comma and These n***as is kinda nice, which means they kinda a** I be on all kinds of sh**, boy I get all kinds of cash Monday I'mma wear my J's, Tuesday in my Prada bag Wednesday I go Louboutin, they say "How you been?" I say "Doing fine" b**h I ball hard like 2 Lebrons, I hit the booth, no suit and tie I'm Superman, my b**h is super fly I make a hater wanna k** hisself, suicide A n***a play with me? He know it's do or die Cause I got a big Mac, and that b**h be super sized Rollin' with a hundred goons, boy I got a hundred j**els 'Bout to f** a hundred hoes, all them b**hes coming soon Tell 'em that I'm comin' now, tell 'em I'mma common coon Boy my sh** be super hot, I name my album summer June [Hook] [Verse 3: Meek Mill] Bugatti with Rozay, 'bout to meet Jose He said that that workin', I was like "okay" She say give me money, I was like "no way" She got mad and text my phone, it ain't no work if there ain't no pay I'm like be gone b**h, be gone b**h I pop a perc, turn on my on switch Them b**hes ain't on that, n***a cause they on this You put 'em on money, I put 'em on dick, really though [Hook] [Outro:] Can I ask a favor? Please embrace that Meek is just that boy now! Why fight it? You're doing yourself a disservice