The Palmer Squares - Everyday lyrics

[Acccccccumental] My alarm is roarin' But I ain't trynna start my morning yet I refuse to awaken so I press snooze Then I move back under the blanket [Terminal Knowledge] I smoke a bundle of buds And it gives me such a wonderful buzz, Yo It's the summer of love Ready to roll like the thunder above [Ac] Channel surfin' with Terminal K Nothin' on so we twirl up a J and get high Just fartin' around Yo it's really hard to come down when you're so far from the ground, Wow [Term K] I stand weary on the corner Buy a cranberry Arizona And then I hop on the train Thank the bloods**ers I ain't gotta drop in my veins [Ac] Yeah I walk to the L stop And take the red line towards Halsted and Belmont North side to the South and back I travel around the map Flag down a cab and let's go [Term K] Term got a Vega rolled Yo, me and the dutchie we keep it flavorful I get up at dawn, take it slow Lay in bed and listen to talk radio Everyday I rise with a migraine Mild aches and fried from the high beams Everyday fill my eyes up with Visine But yo, I don't pay no mind to my hygiene Everyday I try to muffle the feedback It's me, Ac and a nugget of green crack Stuck like I jumped in a bucket of tree sap I doze off to succumb to a weed nap I hit up Dorthy's Liquors A stoned forty swigger In his drawers and slippers You can find me panhandling This magnanimous brat makes wax candles drip [Ac] I rock forth and back to the beat And pack weed with the track on repeat you know Scribblin' down syllables with similar sounds To spit to the crowd it goes [Term K] They tell me "I don't like your tone Or the way you tightly hold the microphone" I write a poem Just to see it shine and glow like a diamond stone [Ac] When a lady'll pa** I wonder what her name is thinkin' maybe I'll ask her But nah, I fall in love multiple times Copious dimes rolled their eyes when I'm moseying by [Term K] Ba** head with the treble maxed Safe s** with my sweaty hand Hot as a stove top or a bengal match I smoke pot and call the kettle black [Ac] I go to bed and can't sleep right away So I just lay there and think like Thinkin' 'bout tomorrow Thinkin' 'bout departin' to the streets of Monte Carlo Or thinkin' bout the days of poppin' wheelies on my Haro Then retreatin' to the park to roll some weed in a cigar Yo I'm a simple man, I find something that works and stick with that Like come up with a verse and hit the sack I'm stuck in my ways with a nuance of crazy But there's a few things I gotta do on the daily Eat, sh**, sleep, spit, heat, sip tequila Twist the weed up, k** a beat, kick my feet up It's a procedure, a pad and a program Nomad trynna get back to the homeland People tell me that I need to act like a grown man Hey, it's ending but let me just say Nothing changes so nothing ever gets in the way, nah No different levels to play it's the same game Everyday