Anyday       [Verse 1]   Call this bitch yor nigga when time is rough   I lost a lot when you fell, life is hard to bluff   You think its hell where you at    Shit its hell on the streets   You maintaining in the Bing, I'm surviving to eat   Don't think am wilding, flexing whips and stuff   Thinking I'm lost laying down   Sex for trips and stuff   I'll admit it I'm use to the finer things,   We had major names even on the minor things   Everywhere we went, mad bitches sizing me up   You know they tight now, shit I get to drive the trucks   But I wish you were spreading it riding it rough   I think I miss that more then you buying me stuff   Since you got knocked your man tried to hollar at me   And those nigga's you stuck, they throwing dollars at me   But you know this gaming, and Im just keeping it real   Holding you down until you back on the field      [Chorus 2x]   Feels like I do   I feel when feeling down   In the ground feeling down   It can be most anyday      [Verse 2]   Don't worry 'bout these streets I'm conrolling these grounds   I might slip and miss a V-I but I'm holding it down   Got the kids to take care its hard out here   And its tearing my heart to play my part out here   I seen that snitch and you know I got plots 4 years   And your bid make me feel like I got the chair   But ain't nobody tapping this I rather tap my own   Watching tapes we made while I'm resting alone   Wishing you home, pictures of you flipping the chrome   What kind of chic will leave her man when he out the zone   Me without you is like a stickman without a silencer   Got me X-ing off days on the calendar   I miss loading the glock so you could control the block   I miss watching you work the dogs to tighten the lock   Think of the time boo pushing it like a 6 double o   You get your weight up I'm a drain you once they let go      Chorus      [Verse 3]   I can see us back on the bricks, me on your shoulder   Letting bitches know they wishes to have you are over   So you ring your broads while you locked away   I know its hard for a nigga on top not to play   See Amil's the one you kept draped in ice   I'm the one waiting silk down caked in spice   Waiting for your calls or my box to vibrate   Hoping you want me to come scoop you not being more weight   I fell from Gucci sandals back to no name brands   From a six and a mansion to beating the sands   Staying true make ends meet to have enough for the love I take   All-savage and stuff   Have a brick where most F.E.D.S. dare to touch   Fear none to see the cash, and us popping the clutch   Chopping a Dutch-flip cop twice as much living low key   A minute then heist and stuff   If I have to wait while you gone I'm a take what comes   If you don't see cash, know its hard in the slums   Cause I ran through the stash and it ain't no funds