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Berner feat. Styles P
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Blue
Come and get you some
It's like juice when ambition come
Make a lil' money, watch them bitches come
If it's dope money, watch the snitches come
Watch where you sell it at
Watch where you get it from
What you do it for?
Used to duck it to the four
More bucks, now that tour bus need a humidor
Got a couple stores, 'bout to get a couple more
Life's a bitch so I light a spliff
Gonna fuckin' roar
Yeah we gettin' rich
What you think we duck the suckers for?
I don't want your shot gettin' stomped I just struck his door
I'm too burnin' to pull the strings out
Rather get high, then ride and blow your brains out
Let the money come, yeah let the money come
Come and get your sum, come, come and get you some
Old schools, fat crib in the hills too
No twenties, no fifties, these my bills blue
Come and get your sum, come, come and get you some
Old schools, fat crib in the hills too
No twenties, no fifties, these my bills blue
I've been sucker-duckin', I've been tryna get my mind right
I said me been around, I got nine lives
I'm sleepwalking watchin' time fly
Smoke pourin' out of the coupe when I fly by
Late night mission keep me out of prison
This isn't livin', all the hatred and the killin'
I just wanna raise my children
Jeah
I really hate the way I'm feelin'
No trust, no love, just a dirty gun
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Sure, goin' for thirty one, Bern can you turn me on
They want the line and I ain't tryna talk to anyone
I was OT with OGs when I was twenty one
Let the money come, yeah let the money come
Come and get your sum, come, come and get you some
Old schools, fat crib in the hills too
No twenties, no fifties, these my bills blue
Come and get your sum, come, come and get you some
Old schools, fat crib in the hills too
No twenties, no fifties, these my bills blue
Been through hella shit
The bullets and the .454 kill a elephant
Fresh drop of lemon A, yeah I like the smell of it
These rappers only worry 'bout they relevance
Sad
Mad that they ain't got the elegance
Nor the intelligence to make it big
We hustle hard and we hate the bid and hate the pigs
And if a nigga ain't around I'm where the paper is
Jeah, I'm with the brown bag throw away the money counter
I like to count it by hand, it took me six hours
Shout to the sick flowers
And the trip routers
Get high from the contact if you sit around us
Let the money come, yeah let the money come
Come and get your sum, come, come and get you some
Old schools, fat crib in the hills too
No twenties, no fifties, these my bills blue
Come and get your sum, come, come and get you some
Old schools, fat crib in the hills too
No twenties, no fifties, these my bills blue
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