live... // jake paul

Chapter 2

This morning i woke up at 6am, to my alarm going off. i jumped out of bed and quickly shoved on my gym clothes.

i ran downstairs and made a protein shake. i wrote a note for logan telling him ive gone for a run and i have kong just incase he wakes up. i drank my shake and grabbed kong before heading out the door.

i had now been running for about half an hour or so i decided to go to starbucks. i carried kong in and ordered my drink.  grabbed my drink but as i was walking out i bumped into jake.

S) oh hey jakey. i smiled.

J) what are you doing out here, your so far from logans.

S) oh i was on a jog.

J) on your own! he said shocked.

S) yeah why?

J) i can't believe logan let you come out on your own L.A is really dangerous.

S) well hes kind of asleep.

J) um im giving you a ride back, no buts its shady here.

S) fine!

we headed over to his truck and got in, heading back to logans. on the way back i plugged in the aux cord and its everyday bro remix came on i instantly sang along, ive been listening to it since yesterday and ive memorized all of the lyrics.

 It's every day bro, fuck that Disney Channel flow

Every day I film my life, double the views of any show
Nickelodeon hit me up and I said "Hell no!"
And FedEx hit me up, they 'bout to ship my Lambo (skrrt, skrrt!)
And I'm twenty years old, and the haters always fold
And the ice on me, cold, and in nineteen-ninety-seven
A new legend was born, now Jakey shooting haters down
Call me Jason Bourne, got big Gucci on the flow
(Brr, brr, brr!) This shit cold like the snow!
Mansion shopping on the low, they said Jake Paul is over
Sold twelve thousand at the show, it's a Gucci mink coat (ooh)
It's a yacht for the boat private jets to Ohio
So the kids that talk shit can see my life a TV show
And it's every day bro, and you know the house cost seven, man
And you know I just ain't rentin'
And I be in the Aussie, eating shrimp on the barbie
All my exes look like Barbie and I pull up in the 'Rari like
Bling, blow! Oopsie, I just told them the truth (my bad!)
And I just dropped some new merch
And it's still really selling like a like a God Church!

It's every day bro
It's every day bro
It's every day bro (Gucci)
I said, it's every day bro!

[Gucci Mane:]
Every day I wake up and get it, that's just me
If I don't grind, then I don't eat 'cause that shit comin' free
I'm all the way in NYC, it's all about the cheese
You gettin' money? So are we, man, I rotate ten-se'nteen
I might pull up in the Lamborghini, paint it green (Guwop!)
Guwop back on the scene, you ain't heard, man, I'm the king (work)
You can call me Wizop or you can call me Gucci (it's Gucci)
Every day, I hate, I hate, he mad because he losing
I rap like I'm producing (uh), but don't know how to do it (no!)
They rappin' bout their power drills but don't know how to use it (skrrt!)
In nineteen-ninety-seven, I would pull up in a Buick
Now, every day, I'm changing cars, it's kinda gettin' confusing
Every day, my lady make me stand up like I pushed it
And every day, the paparazzi put me in the news clip
And every day, I try not hit nobody with the full clip
From East Atlanta, not the Chi but I'm back on my bullshit
(It's Gucci)

[Jake Paul:]
It's every day bro (hey)
It's every day bro
It's every day bro (wow)
I said, it's every day bro!

Forty five bands on the Aston Martin bed
Sleep when I'm dead, Billboard twenty under twenty, so they said
I ain't no musician, I get bread, I'm just sayin'
Bought a Lamb that I slam on the gas to Calabas'
Tryna pass the Kardashians, puttin' diamonds on my doggy too
Team 10, had to let me know
I get more for my clothes than these rappers get for shows
I just hit one hundred up the Malibu coast
And blew a hundred thousand on her
Now your girl a Jake Pauler, bam

It's every day bro
It's every day bro
It's every day bro
I said, it's every day bro!