Err’Day

By Jayem

Released on July 22, 2015

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[Verse 1: Jayem]

Yeah..

Yeah..

Yeah..

Uh..

Dog honestly

I'm just tryna' be where all the commas be

There's no stoppin' me

I'm big poppin' B

Workin' Hard Accumulating Collard Greens

It's not hard to see

I'm my kinda G

Put me through all the fucking chronic beasts

A platonic me

I never give a fuck who sendin' shots to me

These people talk shit

Doesn't really bother me

Uh!

Hating

Fuck they shit

It's so basic

If they spent as much time working

Then they might have a chance to make it

What?

My bad

These rappers not in my caliber

Bashing all these fictional jokes

It's got me feelin' like Gallagher

Massacre!

All this time me killing beats

Man that's all the time

Going overtime

So no one's over mine

And I'm showing protes with no decline

Fuck you mean we ain't taking over?

Steady mobbing like the cosa nostra

Rappers claim that they moving yola

But the only coca they seen is cola

Fuck a break

Unless it's my break

Hustle hard as my mind state

And these rappers putting out shit

So I could give a fuck what they might say

Nigga you could catch me riding round with my team

Fuck you mean?

You thought you were next?

You didn't plan on me

Jayem!

Yeah!


[Chorus (Jayem)]

This is all I ever really knew

(Really Knew)

Coming from the bottom

Things ain't never easy

(Ever easy)

Knowing shit is never giving grinding hard

I'm just trying to make a living put in overtime

Bitch that's Err'Day

Bitch that's Err'Day

(Err'Day)

Bitch that's Err'Day

Bitch that's Err'Day

(Err'Dayy)

Bitch that's Err'Day

Bitch that's Err'Day

(Err'Day)

Bitch that's Err'Day

Bitch that's Err'Day


[Logan Cage]

AYE!

YEAH!

OK!

I'll murder

I don't say a word

Ball like where the rock

And we popping

We out here mobbing

They watchin' us like the cops

And Err'Day is a hustle

How the fuck could we stop?

Wish I could be young forever

And famous up at the top

1636 dropped

And my fans been going nuts

Look at the plays

Look at the shorties they fuckin' go crazy

Look at my face

Man I deserve praise

Tell me I'm crazy

Uh!

Tell me something I don't know

Ralph Lauren

Homie

These Polos

My jeans skinny

But it's cool though

Cuz' I'm popping bitch

And I'm rocking shit

Err' show I do

Hot!

Mothafuckas say that they next up

On the Dead homies they not

Aye

Yeah

Aye

In the trap

Bitch that's EveryDay

Flipping pack bitch

That's EveryDay

Spitting crack bitch

That's everyday

Aye


[Chorus]

This is all I ever really knew

(Really Knew)

Coming from the bottom

Things ain't never easy

(Ever easy)

Knowing shit is never giving grinding hard

I'm just trying to make a living put in overtime

Bitch that's Err'Day

Bitch that's Err'Day

(Err'Day)

Bitch that's Err'Day

Bitch that's Err'Day

(Err'Dayy)

Bitch that's Err'Day

Bitch that's Err'Day

(Err'Day)

Bitch that's Err'Day

Bitch that's Err'Day