Lyrics Evryday, Evrynight - Champ Abrams feat. Black Seoul

Everyday every night
Talking to the soul all night
I can only hope a mother fucker be alright
Trying to get my game down right
Gotta state my acclaim then maybe take flight
Ooh and the mind don't brag, it's a powerful thang split the dark from the light
And the sauce got me moving so nice
'Cause I'm talking them thangs and I'm moving like that
All up in the mind I'm controlling time I'm trying to get money I'm trying to get dimes
Dedicate my time polish my shine hustle hard no brakes can't fall out of line
Wake up, flex one time, then back to the grind, gotta work hard, gotta go hard, gotta go take what's mine
And we sauced out
One step at a time now uh
In a coupe, drop top
Roof down, with a stack and my soul knock
'Cause I'm tryna navigate through my universe
Kill this fucking beat with my uno verse
Oh you wanna play you gone hurt
Put your whole squad in a damn hearse
I just came back in the best way and I'm getting wins by any means
Uh, and they don't understand, everyday every night just being me
And I use my ability, place myself on every seen
What do you mean can't you see that I am you and you are me

Everyday
I feel them sun rays
Gonna look back on the fun days
What you lack is honies
Better stack this money
So you can pack those runway
Clothes got the runway hoes
No one may know but
But some day bro, I hope some days close

Every night I rock them
With the gloves I sock them
Then I stuff that sock in
I'm a dig in them pockets
Better gimme that locket
And you better not talk shit
Ain't lettin' no cops in
Matter fact lemme hop in
That wip then I'm a rocket
Nobody can stop it, uh

Everyday, every night
I be thinking about the world alright
If I didn't feel you then I'd prolly say psych
But for now I'm afraid of the bite
So when you bark
I'm aware of what might
'Cause people dont look for the right
Almighty, why have I come here to fight
Evernight a million Mudafuckas run from light
Like roaches
Tell me
Is it only myself that can help me
If I put my hand out, most'll fail me
I feel the dread from the ghosts that tail me
But I stay me, and I feel a tremble
Probably cause I'm on another path it ain't that simple
You know like it's prom night and I just popped a pimple
I got the scars on my face, scars of my kinfolk
How many people know me
How many that's pure can show me
All the good in they heart, don't bore me
'Cause the decent in heart can tell your soul be
Needing that cleansing
From all your talkin' and big pimpin'
Champ tell me, why is you limpin'
Like you deserve puh to dig in?
Oh Father why have you sent him?

Faux fur, brag on
No love for wack ass drag songs
Pure gas on that trash um
Y'all know I'll tag em
I gotta grab my magnum
BLAMO, I BLAMO
I've got my rights I stand on

Everyday
I feel them sun rays
Gonna look back on the fun days
What you lack is honies
Better stack this money
So you can pack those runway
Clothes / got the runway hoes
No one may know but
But some day bro, hope some days close

Every night I rock them
With the gloves I sock them
Then I stuff that sock in
I'm a dig in them pockets
Better gimme that locket
And you better not talk shit
I ain't lettin no cops in
Matter fact lemme hop in
That wip I'm a rocket
Nobody can stop it, no no