Every Dog has its Day

I'm sayiinn doeee (Dreams over everything) I think it's funny how y'all really tryna hate Lord knows every dog has its day You see I'm tryna eat and I ain't tryna starve for a plate If I ain't got it imma get it in a way niggah hooooldd upppp We gotta raise the bar till it break cause on god you don't know what's at steak Niggahs got me on my grind I'm tryna get signed any day cause if not I could be dead or upstate Big banks ballin like forget the budget F*ck it I'm more breaded than a chicken cutlet I'm seasoned so when she get it yea she gotta love it I got the balls in her mouth like Mr. Bucket I mean if I ain't got it and I really want it When I get it take a picture cause I gotta flaunt it No BMX but the niggah stunting I'll bring the ghost to AVille the whole strip is haunted (No backseys) Nah this shit is not a rental I want to earn it off of burning all these instrumentals Show these kids the best weapon is when you use your mentals Here's a hint don't be a simp this shit is not that simple The best at it but the most hated Cause they don't wanna see you win unless you doing favors Crabs in the bucket with no pot to piss in They'll transform a opportunist to a opposition Listen you got a dream well you gotta chase it sometimes it takes for you to die just to be they're favorite Well since I'm alive imma live the greatest And everyday I pray to god that I make his playlist Go from a small to a big amount All that success comes with stress and a bigger doubt I'd rather die on my name than to live in clout That's why there's still one thing I'm tryna figure out I think it's funny how y'all really tryna hate Lord knows every dog has its day You see I'm tryna eat and I ain't tryna starve for a plate If I ain't got it imma get it in a way niggah hooooldd upppp We gotta raise the bar till it break cause on god you don't know what's at steak Niggahs got me on my grind I'm tryna get signed any day cause if not I could be dead or upstate That's short cake why cause your bread standard She wanna ghost me till I pull up in that red phantom Now your main giving brain till it's head damage She screaming "It's the BIG one" like Fred Sanford You claiming facts or what you need to know Cause you was claiming all that Reeper Reep what you sow I got this money on the flip I'm make it easy flow I'm tryna turn this piece of cake to some pizza dough We upstate like a city run And keep my third eye open for the mixy ones Hit the track and leave it smashed like a hit and run It's STIX from 5-1-6 to the 6-3-1 With so much value we don't bargain down At the venue with celebs but we the stars in town Got Stig's on the boards he works the artists sounds And Triple A on my beats like my car broke down Listen you got a dream well you gotta chase it sometimes it takes for you to die just to be they're favorite Well since I'm alive imma live the greatest And everyday I pray to god that I make his playlist Go from a small to a big amount All that success comes with stress and a bigger doubt I'd rather die on my name than to live in clout That's why there's still one thing I'm tryna figure out I think it's funny how y'all really tryna hate Lord knows every dog has its day You see I'm tryna eat and I ain't tryna starve for a plate If I ain't got it imma get it in a way niggah hooooldd upppp We gotta raise the bar till it break cause on god you don't know what's at steak Niggahs got me on my grind I'm tryna get signed any day cause if not I could be dead or upstate niggah listen