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Berner

Suicide

 

Suicide

(álbum: Slimey Individualz - 2019)


[Berner:]
Haha, yeah
I swear to God, man
This shit got me fired up
Ayy Traxx, you a fool for this one
Yeah

And it ain't been the same ever since my mom died
All this McQueen and the lean got me cross-eyed
I can make a block fly, leave your mans hogtied
Fuck it, let the rock dry, we really push a hard line
With this bag, I'm a maniac
I still be getting fetty right here where it made me at
Simps in my DM's asking for their lady back
Every single dollar that she make, she really pay me that
The Xannys ain't enough, yay asking where the 80's at
All this coke money, yeah it's like I brought the 80's back
Five deep in a Pontiac
Forty in his dirty ass mouth, make him swallow that
The city where I'm from ain't the same, I want my partners back
They want me in a cage, crime pay, I acknowledge that
They brought a hundred, give me all of that
Where the black gloves, clear tape, and the boxes at?
Big Bern, bitch, big time business
Multimillions, twenty-six bitches
Bulletproof truck, Maybachs, Benzes
VVS stones in my Cartier lenses

[Berner & Mozzy:]
The city where I live is really suicide
And haters want me dead but I'm moving right
There's thirty on my head, they better do it right
I'm tryna be here for my kids, we keep losing lives (Yeah)
The city where I live is really suicide
And haters want me dead but I'm moving right
There's thirty on my head, they better do it right
I'm tryna be here for my kids, we keep losing lives (Yeah)

[Mozzy:]
I cry but I can't help it, ma, yeah
I said I cry but I can't help it, y'all
You ain't felt it how I felt it
They just let him lay there helpless
I'm like damn, not again, how they get my dawg?
Go to war about my family, blammies on top of blammies
Fat glicky, no jamming, it's one up top in this hammer
I got bitches in Tampa, they just tamper with stripping
Violated probation, guess I'm on camera with biscuits
They can't stand how I'm living, you took the stand on your nigga
Took the stand on your nigga, just don't understand, my nigga
On my mom and my children, I be all in my feelings
If I told you I love you, I really love you, I'm serious
Had to learn from experience, niggas burned me for years
Shedded so many tears, it ain't much that I fear
I'm just thankful I'm here, conversate with the spirits
Hope that you niggas hear me, your brother love you sincerely

[Berner & Mozzy:]
The city where I live is really suicide
And haters want me dead but I'm moving right
There's thirty on my head, they better do it right
I'm tryna be here for my kids, we keep losing lives (Yeah)
The city where I live is really suicide
And haters want me dead but I'm moving right
There's thirty on my head, they better do it right
I'm tryna be here for my kids, we keep losing lives (Yeah)

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