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Berner

Racin'

 

Racin'

(album: Drugstore Cowboy - 2013)


[Verse 1 Berner:]
Stopped believing when my mom stopped breathing
Watch my cousin get locked after 4 cops beat him
Hit the gas I just can't stop speeding
Someone tell these bops I do not need'em
I miss my daughter man this world got me sick
I'm in a cheap hotel buying more bricks
3 letter boys got me sweating in my sleep
Rolling up in the morning, white ashes on my sheet
Got a girl in Madera, pussy taste like a peach
Pushing weight got my name buzzing all in these streets
The good die young and God damn I'm great
Leave my name on the wall with a can of paint
New coupe rest in peace lil snupe
Slappin melo, blowing cherry shit taste like a fruit
I'm looking out my window watching little kids shoot
What happened to the youth? They're crazy, crazy

[Hook Berner:]
Times changing, thinking bout life mind racing
Trying not to get my life taken
The world's gone crazy, crazy, crazy
The world's gone crazy
Times changing, thinking bout life mind racing
Trying not to get my life taken
The world's gone crazy, crazy, crazy
The world's gone crazy

[Verse 2 Berner:]
Keep pushing, I just gotta keep pushing
I just wanna live, don't get yo life tooken
Smiles from my enemies I'm laughing
150 grand stuffed in a dirty mattress
If I write your address on a box of matches
You will be gone in the morning, call it magic
I don't fear death but I'm scared of cancer
I was 19 fell in love with a dancer
Mind racing all this time that I'm facing
Times changing friends dieing in cages
I used to ride dirty but now I'm low key
Cooking OG got me feeling so clean
New lac rest in peace Pretty Black
Slapping "This is For", hopping out smelling like a pack
I'm looking at the window watching little kids die
I look up in the sky and ask why?
This world so crazy, crazy

[Hook]

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