Everyday (feat. Rod Stewart, Miguel & Mark Ronson)

Everyday I spend my time

Drinking wine, feeling fine

Waiting here to find the sign

That I can understand

Yes I am

So everyday I spend my time

Drinking wine, feeling fine

Waiting here to find the sign

That I should take it slow (here I go!)

Off again, there he go to another dimension

My mind, body, soul imprisoned

My eye probably going ballistic but listen

I'm missing a couple of screws, they ain't never do drilling

True, you been sipping away at the truth

Through a side of wisdom ado (do-do)

Rolling through, hitting switches

Rolling ditches, blowing kisses

To the bitches, holding biscuits, what's the business

Beat the system, co-defendants, blow the sentence, go to prison

Go to church and pray to father, Lord forgive us

And only God can judge me and he don't like no ugly

I look so fucking good most dykes'll fuck me buddy

Yeah I'm a piece of shit, I know I plead the fifth

I tell her: Holla if ya need some dick

But the devotion its getting hopeless

But hold it, I'm getting close, my soul is, I'm seeing ghosts

A solo is now a poet, hypnosis overdose on potions

Adjusting to the motions

And getting out all my emotions

This type of shit

Everyday I spend my time

Drinking wine, feeling fine

Waiting here to find the sign

That I can understand

Yes I am

Everyday I spend my time

Drinking wine, feeling fine

Waiting here to find the sign

That I should take it slow (here I go! Here I go!)

Make a nigga wanna flip September through August

This type of shit got em busting off the clip

In the middle of the office

And a message to the bosses

The misfits' new outfit is on the blog list

Gorgeous hoes, keep the saying that they cost it

For the Porsche's get em nauseous

Plus I ain't even mad yet, niggas caught me in a good mood

Paparazzi wanna nag a nigga chillin' at the bag check

Wanna show me in my good shoes

When papa got the brand new bag

Flacko got the brand new rag

That's good news, hood

Dudes usually don't look like you

How I'm finna get a deal and

Come back and the whole hood look like you

Screaming: Pimp squad, hold it down!

Can't drive, bitch I'm legally blind bitch

If I leave or die, it's up to me to decide

Shit niggas copping guns like they legal to buy

The only key to survive in getting a piece of the pie

Is to agree with them a lot or just believe a facade bitch

And I'll be fine just-a drinking my wine bitch

I got the love birds chirpin' at the window

But I don't need love no more

I'll be fine, sipping wine

Taking time slow

Everyday I spend my time drinking wine

Feeling fine

Waiting here to find the sign

I don't care if I ever know

I got the love birds chirpin' at the window

But I don't need love no more

I'll be fine, sipping wine

Taking time slow