Don Q - Everyday lyrics

[Hook: Keir] Where did the love go? Up on the [?] No more farewells, the gun blows [?] sh**, I'm from the jungle [?] that Ciroc Seem like the hood versus the cops But n***a that's everyday Ay! Ay! Gotta get paid, got to find my way Gotta get paid, got to find my way n***a that's everyday [Verse 1: Don Q] Tears in my eyes It's been years since I cried It's clear don't nobody really care till you die Heart covered in ice My charm covered in ice Louis Vuitton dark shades cover the lights You'll never understand until you come in my life Highway to hell I'm speedin', running the lights For the love of the money, n***as k** who they love Fill 'em with slugs Give their momma a kiss and a hug I'm a victim of d** All this liquor and bud All this pills and this mud Till I forget who I was Same clothes for the whole week Listen to my soul speaks [?], Retro J's, I got cold feet If I'm slippin, I just need money to fall on f** a deal 100 mill' what I need my palms on When the war's on, who you goin' call on? Hundred rounds, lay 'em down, till they all gone I came from a city where's too many d**hs Loyal n***as, there ain't too many left It be the ones that was close to you, that was cool in your set Have your moms read your eulogy [?] That why my trust at a minimum People that always doubted, I remember them k** all the haters and go pray to God and make a [?] Pistols we concealing them There's drama? We revealing them Murder case To Pearly Gates is where we sendin' 'em [Hook: Keir] Where did the love go? Up on the [?] No more farewells, the gun blows [?] sh**, I'm from the jungle [?] that Ciroc Seem like the hood versus the cops But n***a that's everyday Ay! Ay! Gotta get paid, got to find my way Gotta get paid, got to find my way n***a that's everyday [Verse 2: Don Q] When you getting too much money then the love stop I'm still that nappy headed n***a from that drug block n***as sitting up top and they never graduated Only picture their family got is a mugshot Well let me tell you where I'm really from b**hes s**ing, f**ing just to get their [?] done I drink it till my Henny done Paper asked by n***as that I couldn't get a penny from In hard times, I seen a n***a get robbed with an empty gun It's crazy right? Who gives a f**, at least you ate at night A bunch of bags [?] a plate of white Saying life's a gamble I'm taking all bets I ain't take a loss yet I'm a forsure threat n***as thinking it's a game till we at their door steps 4 TEC's, 4 Goon's, packed in a Corvette All black [?] All [?] For the times that they was ballin' and we had the cold necks Now we all set My mind and mental is monumental I use this pencil to tell the stories that I done been through Move [?] but we started on the dollar menu Two bricks in the trunk and the police following you Got to shake 'em off You got to shake 'em off You just got back on your feet Ain't got no time to take a loss Plus you got to pay your [?] [?] brought the K-9 You on the highway flyin', just to avoid stayin' time n***a! [Hook: Keir] Where did the love go? Up on the [?] No more farewells, the gun blows [?] sh**, I'm from the jungle [?] that Ciroc Seem like the hood versus the cops But n***a that's everyday Ay! Ay! Gotta get paid, got to find my way Gotta get paid, got to find my way n***a that's everyday