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Everyday Video (MV)




Performed By: AeroThepharaoh
Length: 3:03
Written by: Sibabalwe Mabhungani




AeroThepharaoh - Everyday Lyrics




Yhea
Sunday pray
Monday its a hustle
Tuesday is muscle
Wednesday not about you
Everyday a different day
Everyday a different day

I come in
Bust trough like a police
The devil on my shoulder
Got an angel on the other
Always do the wrongs and right
My time is ticking like bombing
Roll the numbers throw the dice
Rhake em off they aint got no price
This that blood line for my mama
This that aint got no pijamas
I don't sleep thinkin bout mylife
What I time to be alive
Everything bout em numbers
Everyday we come and stand up
If you a man you got to man up

Yhea
Sunday pray
Monday its a hustle
Tuesday is muscle
Wednesday not about you
Everyday a different day
Everyday a different day

RIP to bells you bro forever and ever
May your soul rest up in heaven
May your soul rest up in heaven yea
Do this for my mama
And I also do this shit for you
Your soul my soul in the same place
Like we used to do
It was only me and you
The only two
I preach to god and angel too
Never see eye to eye
But we always move by two
Good and bad I learnt from you
Im the man because of you
Gods plan it was you
(Then I pray)
God forgive you for your sins
You've been through a lot
Been trough with us
Be with me even if its dark
Be with me nigga till I shine
Yea be with me nigga till I shine
Amen

Yhea
Sunday pray
Monday its a hustle
Tuesday is muscle
Wednesday not about you
Everyday a different day
Everyday a different day
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Yhea
Sunday pray
Monday its a hustle
Tuesday is muscle
Wednesday not about you
Everyday a different day
Everyday a different day

I come in
Bust trough like a police
The devil on my shoulder
Got an angel on the other
Always do the wrongs and right
My time is ticking like bombing
Roll the numbers throw the dice
Rhake em off they aint got no price
This that blood line for my mama
This that aint got no pijamas
I don't sleep thinkin bout mylife
What I time to be alive
Everything bout em numbers
Everyday we come and stand up
If you a man you got to man up

Yhea
Sunday pray
Monday its a hustle
Tuesday is muscle
Wednesday not about you
Everyday a different day
Everyday a different day

RIP to bells you bro forever and ever
May your soul rest up in heaven
May your soul rest up in heaven yea
Do this for my mama
And I also do this shit for you
Your soul my soul in the same place
Like we used to do
It was only me and you
The only two
I preach to god and angel too
Never see eye to eye
But we always move by two
Good and bad I learnt from you
Im the man because of you
Gods plan it was you
(Then I pray)
God forgive you for your sins
You've been through a lot
Been trough with us
Be with me even if its dark
Be with me nigga till I shine
Yea be with me nigga till I shine
Amen

Yhea
Sunday pray
Monday its a hustle
Tuesday is muscle
Wednesday not about you
Everyday a different day
Everyday a different day
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Writer: Sibabalwe Mabhungani
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