Trouble - Everyday lyrics

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Trouble - Everyday lyrics

(Verse 1:) (Gucci Mane:) Gucci Mane a bachelor, b**h So don't get too attached to this We balling on these haters And these n***as missing practices My top, I just subtracted it The life we live ain't average Me and trouble smoking Cali b**h We back to back, no marriages (Trouble:) And I'm pouring Hen, dog Balling on a daily basis Duct Tape and Brick Squad Put that in these haters faces They ain't pouring Activis You n***as can't compare to this Swerving in each lane No question I'm smashing sh** (Gucci Mane:) It's Big Gucci you ain't got to gas me I'm a predicate, you ain't got to ask me I'm on a whole nother level than you other guys And like Domino's I deliver pies (Trouble:) And I deliver fries, them hollows and extended clips And I deliver fires i know SooWoo homies who set trip Leave you wet like my tip, after hoes get off me All bout that action, no flexing, n***as be blasting for talk (Hook:) (Trouble:) I get money like everyday Really ain't got no time to play Try to take mine you wanna lay f** me what you wanna say (Gucci Mane:) I get money like everyday I tote bar like everyday Put that sh** in these haters face I get money like everyday (Verse 2:) (Gucci Mane:) I'm drinking on that mean purp Blades make the street hurt Make a b**h dance til her feet hurt Brick squad and Duct Tape increasing the murder rate Everybody knows that we got cheap work (Trouble:) And they got cheap purp, kush, mead and the beans Not mean but you got to knock on the screen first Then let the door swing, choppers all he seen first Sosa posted with the beam, knock you out the screen first (Gucci Mane:) Yeah, I tote them racks with me like everyday I might leave a trail, all this mail playa Ballin's got my True Religion look like thighpads And my crew has on like an iPad (Trouble:) Ready to touch you in every position, like you're unlocking the code Don't whip up to me too quickly, get to unlocking that do' Get to co*k backin them 4's, He was never seen no mo' Me, Gucci, Ali, and Sosa was locked ready to blow (Hook: Gucci Mane & Trouble)