All my Days by Chuck stick em Lyrics
(intro)
Wining spree winning spree
Im on a winning spree, im on a winning spree
(verese1)
A hustle and a toney even stash own street crack
Tryna get another sack
The love got me feeling irreguluar they smell its me its all pat
Killing im on the road while these niggas trying to hold me back
Winning spree, winning spree
(Pre-hook)
Getting to this money chilling smoking on this dank
To the bank
Getting to this money chilling smoking on this dank
To the bank
(hook)
All of my days x6
[?]
(verese2)
My money stupid long like underground hey
Im smoking chi chi chong out my damn way
Im paying all my day like I was cooking that white
Getting cash, these niggas upset like (?) before christmas night
These hoes ain't know I was walking over a beef with with mike
My respect to mike, I respect the flight
Im hitting licks my niggas got bitces switching up like dykes
No rich I can't really understand then I used the pipe
My niggas got the bricks so we in and out the bank
Bank score good you'll prolly catch me swerving in the thing
I started all young nigga
Niggas talk but its all ours nigga
What you headed fo' niggas
I can flex in and out cause a nigga can't
I been doing this and that, but to tell you you're prolly slayed
Can tell you you're prolly sneak dssing
All my niggas getting in
You can prolly see me pulling [?]
They lil' pissend I am shitting, I can't stand the hate
All my days i've been payed
You ain't gotta get it look, like your bitch do
And Im online like the keyboard too
I got the keys to the bank
I know you know im pulling up in the ferari what you think
What you think nigga, got a whole meal and im still
Smoking dank nigga, and this is top bills
(pre hook)
(hook)
Wining spree winning spree
Im on a winning spree, im on a winning spree
(verese1)
A hustle and a toney even stash own street crack
Tryna get another sack
The love got me feeling irreguluar they smell its me its all pat
Killing im on the road while these niggas trying to hold me back
Winning spree, winning spree
(Pre-hook)
Getting to this money chilling smoking on this dank
To the bank
Getting to this money chilling smoking on this dank
To the bank
(hook)
All of my days x6
[?]
(verese2)
My money stupid long like underground hey
Im smoking chi chi chong out my damn way
Im paying all my day like I was cooking that white
Getting cash, these niggas upset like (?) before christmas night
These hoes ain't know I was walking over a beef with with mike
My respect to mike, I respect the flight
Im hitting licks my niggas got bitces switching up like dykes
No rich I can't really understand then I used the pipe
My niggas got the bricks so we in and out the bank
Bank score good you'll prolly catch me swerving in the thing
I started all young nigga
Niggas talk but its all ours nigga
What you headed fo' niggas
I can flex in and out cause a nigga can't
I been doing this and that, but to tell you you're prolly slayed
Can tell you you're prolly sneak dssing
All my niggas getting in
You can prolly see me pulling [?]
They lil' pissend I am shitting, I can't stand the hate
All my days i've been payed
You ain't gotta get it look, like your bitch do
And Im online like the keyboard too
I got the keys to the bank
I know you know im pulling up in the ferari what you think
What you think nigga, got a whole meal and im still
Smoking dank nigga, and this is top bills
(pre hook)
(hook)