Everyday Dave East (Ft. Gunna)

[Verse 1: Dave East]
I got this shit from the trap
Few  baggies, my pen, and my pad (Few baggies)
I  done got rich off of rap (Racks)
You throw 'em, we sendin' 'em back, that shit is a fact
My young boy ain't got no ID on 'em
He  had to slip through the back (Go in the back)
They  took everything he had off his body
He thought he was lit 'cause he rap
Gotta  hustle, go get off your back (Get out)
He broke, go get him a pack
I just blew ten up in Saks (Dimes)
Fuck cops, they kill if you black (Fuck 'em)
You  might get a deal if you nice (You might)
Gelato I'm smokin' to give you the feelin' you feel when you still on a flight
Light up a blunt, go wheelie that bike (Go wheelie that bike)
(This is our life)

[Chorus: Gunna]
This a lifestyle that we cherish everyday
Takin' risks to count this cash in every way
If you lucky, bitch, then you just might get saved
Only thing on my bucket list is I get paid
Fuck the coppers, you can't stop us like a train
Like a doctor, I got meds to heal my pain
Push start all my vehicles sport, you'd think I race
Bright stars shine on me in the dark inside my Wraith