| I’m thinkin' 'bout my mom, will I go the same way?
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| Lost a 50 pack and got raided on the same day
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| Nightmares, I just try and smoke the pain away
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| Dropped my daughter off, now I’m loaded tryna' make a play
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| I’m thinkin' 'bout the money, got me stressin', I ain’t trippin' though
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| Low key, on my burner phone tryna' get it sold
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| With all this hate around me, I don’t even understand
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| How another man can worry 'bout another man
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| You out buyin' belts and shit, I’m buyin' rubber bands
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| I’m tryna' turn this dirty money to 100Ms
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| And I don’t even bust a move if it’s under 10
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| I’m paranoid, I can never trust again
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| Trust me, real life, this shit been ugly
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| I remember bein' broke with nobody to front me
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| If I take all 10, what kinda deal can you cut me?
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| They used to laugh, they thought it was funny
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| Tables turned, now the Bern shit is worldwide
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| I’m in Spain sellin' seeds of the Cherry Pie
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| 30 mil for a brandin' deal, shit is nice
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| You only get one shot, I’ma live it twice
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| I’m on the tables out in Vegas, yellin' at the dice
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| The same ones that used to laugh, want a better price
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| The road been a lil funny, I’ma let 'em fly
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| And if I die young, I swear to God at least I did it right
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| You know all this shit I seen, it got my heart so cold
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| Lettin' go of my mother’s hands, they were so cold
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| So cold, so cold, so cold, yeah
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| So cold, so cold, so cold, yeah
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| More forks in the road
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| I just hope I go quick when it’s my time to go
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| Life is crazy, rollin' up this Y, it’s so tastey
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| Took a pill, yeah, that’s why I’m lazy
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| I used to get the pie straight outta AZ
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| My cousin called me, he said, «Bern, dog, pay me»
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| I was doin' bad, I can’t even front
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| Glock in the stash box, 2 bricks in the trunk
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| The Henny got me drunk, I’m smokin' Lemon Skunk
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| With a little pretty bitch, come on baby, let me fuck
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| My own homeboy even try and set me up
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| He got himself shot in the ass, homie, step it up
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| Yeah, I come from real dope game money
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| 'Cause rap shit’s cool but the dope game love me
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| Yeah, rest in peace to the J. A
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| I’m smokin' joints to the neck, drinkin' Tanqueray
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| Yeah, ridin' crazy on the Golden Gate Bridge
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| And when it’s my time to go, look after my kids
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| Yeah
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| You know all this shit I seen, it got my heart so cold
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| Lettin' go of my mother’s hands, they were so cold
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| So cold, so cold, so cold, yeah
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| So cold, so cold, so cold, yeah
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| More forks in the road
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| I just hope I go quick when it’s my time to go |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Fork in the Road , by - Berner. Song from the album Packs, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп