Everyday

Every day we need a moment of prayer
A moment to reflect
Cause everyday above ground is a blessing
I swear
Need to count yours

Every day upon my wake
Man, I pray for Heaven's sake
Still gotta make a way
No matter what the time it take
Every day upon my wake
Every day upon my wake
Man, I pray for Heaven's sake
Man, I pray for Heaven's sake
Still gotta make a way
Still gotta make a way
No matter what the time it take
No matter what the time it take

Fled the Jake
A great escape
Record all on tape, we never do
They peeping all your moves in hot pursuit
Daytona 5 or right around the block, they love to watch
They love to plot when niggas got the spot
But I ain't tripping off em, just clock they moves with caution
Licensed shooters driving through ya, swinging up to par, I'm teeing off ya
Leave your birdies bottom of the cup
Or in the basket where we droppin guts
Your music ass so you can't rock with us
This more than Rap, this for when times were tough
Niggas playing bent, I play the one
Realest of a lonely list of few
Cause y'all be moving trife
So I can't fade the shit, no paid expense when it's my life
Got bigger fish to fry on Summer nights
Another grip to slide the wife and mom
A list of whips to drive before my time
Cause it won't wait for you
Like bagging grams was never in my plans
I thank the Man I made it through

Now Every day upon my wake
Man, I pray for Heaven's sake
Still gotta make a way
No matter what the time it take
Every day upon my wake
Every day upon my wake
Man, I pray for Heaven's sake
Man, I pray for Heaven's sake
Still gotta make a way
Still gotta make a way
No matter what the time it take
No matter what the time it take

Drunken testaments, I etched this in and sent my best regards across to touch a Spirit
My patterned flight may be a lil off, but best believe I stay the course
Enlighten yours and take ya higher than we can afford
Paid for private just to have my seat beyond the noise
With Potent on the boards, we never losing altitude, we route our moves and keep it pushing
Destination is a great one, still we learning to appreciate the way we taking
Clearer ports to private resorts, 2 niggas made it off a beat, a lil cadence
Taking pages straight from Nas and Hit
Don't have the appetite for biting shit
I'm just a man that understand, my choice of listens had me fathered in

Preach
Every Day I Pray
Need to lend my thanks
Have a toast to celebrate
This life is truly crazy



Credits
Writer(s): Herbert Mallory
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