Everytime

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni] Everytime I drop a tape I fuck the streets up Got niggas making goals of stacking cheese up I ain't competing with you niggas, I do me bruh But niggas still breaking ankles tryna keep up (boy) Got some killers I don't never take pictures with They ain't for looking cool, you see them, then they killing shit Buncha dog food at the crib like I got vicous pits This feed criminal cliques Stack it up keep it lowkey If you the O man keep a OZ If you the brickman keep a whole key Niggas knew plans since the old me I done been there I done sold that Don't ask questions you know that That lil stash I could make that right now, where my phone at? [Hook] Everytime a nigga drop a tape the streets be loving that Everytime I touch a stack I'm bout to double that Everytime we in the club we got a couple straps Everytime I hit the plug he send a couple back Pump something, pump something You got that work, front something, front something, nigga Pump something, pump something You got that work, front something, front something, nigga [Verse 2: Helluva Beats] Every time yo broke ass make a play you at the bar (everytime) Everytime I fuck yo bitch I pop a bar (every time) Everytime I see you out, you acting hard Should've known he was gone run off, nigga gave me every sign Everytime I see yo ass, beat yo ass, everytime I got joysticks with extendos, blow a nigga like nintendo Catch a play I'm in the endzone Knew a nigga from the Motor City when I threw the Cartier Lenses on [Hook] Everytime a nigga drop a tape the streets be loving that Everytime I touch a stack I'm bout to double that Everytime we in the club we got a couple straps Everytime I hit the plug he send a couple back Pump something, pump something You got that work, front something, front something, nigga Pump something, pump something You got that work, front something, front something, nigga [Verse 3: Payroll] Once upon a time I was broke With no other choice but to slang coke All in the kitchen mixing dope (mixin' mixin') Clientele knocking at the door We packing up raw in the bedroom The plug taxing me I said give me legroom I got choppers on my motherfucking dresser (yup) Passing out sacks giving lil niggas lectures Like if you fuck it up then you fuckin' up Your whole world we fuckin up Answer calls no duckin us Me I'mma think somethings up Paranoid when you pumping dust Can't live struggle month to month I gotta ball I'm a hustler [Hook] Everytime a nigga drop a tape the streets be loving that Everytime I touch a stack I'm bout to double that Everytime we in the club we got a couple straps Everytime I hit the plug he send a couple back Pump something, pump something You got that work, front something, front something, nigga Pump something, pump something You got that work, front something, front something, nigga