| More money
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| More crime
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| More dirt
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| More time
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| Life goes on
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| Fuck a shoe deal
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| I move weed and blow blue bills
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| My shooter Shotgun, he got a few kills
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| It sound like a bomb when them guns bust
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| Three or four blocks in my closet and it’s uncut
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| Fuck around and try to fit a hundred pounds in one truck
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| And we don’t leave the studio until the sun comes up
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| And pretty bitches got my name in they skin
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| Got my safe full, cold lemonade with the gin
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| And my heart’s cold, plus, this bundle don’t fold
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| Too much cash in my jeans, another 20p's sold
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| And tell these ugly mouth bitches to drown
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| And tell these fake drug dealers stop taking my sound
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| And I don’t give a fuck if you’re real or not
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| My lil homie got life, he try and kill a cop
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| More money, more crime, I’m tryna' seal a block
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| And send it out to Tennessee
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| Wake up, is it there or not?
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| I’m having bad dreams
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| They tryna' freeze my bank account
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| I got twenty-mill tucked, I have to thank the drought
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| You hate the drought
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| I busted food-saver bags open and I pulled the flavors out
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| Yeah, I put a twenty light grow in my neighbors house
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| And I need cash up front, I don’t play around
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| Lay 'em down if they ain’t ridin' with the Mob
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| Six chains, twenty-three bitches, yeah, I’m on my job
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| Bern
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| More money
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| More crime
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| More dirt
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| More time
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| Am I right or wrong?
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| They try to tell me
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| Life goes on
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| Fuck a broke bitch
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| I play mind games
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| I make a hoe sick
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| Back in 06', I had a cold lick and had my whole team on
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| I really sold crys, back to back Beamers, yeah the whole shit, damn
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| I had my carry on fool, before 9/11
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| Touch down in Arizona, break em down to 7's
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| Now I’m chillin' in Hollywood, I grab the whole floor
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| Gold chains for my crew, whatchu hustle for?
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| Three cribs and a kid, I want a couple more
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| I cut a few friends off, I really wasn’t sure
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| Will they ride, will they lie on the Mob?
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| I bought another foreign car, real talk
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| I’m on my job
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| Bern
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| More money
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| More crime
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| More dirt
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| More time
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| Am I right or wrong?
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| They try to tell me
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| Life goes on |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Life Goes On , by - Berner. Song from the album Hempire, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп