Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Raw Cypher 2, artist - Berner.
Date of issue: 03.09.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Raw Cypher 2 |
Why you so dusty, boy I live plush |
8am, roll up, get sucked |
200 pounds, throw it on a big truck |
Get your chips up, Bern pulled up in a Benz truck |
Where your friends at, tell 'em that the truth’s here |
Every night turn up like it’s New Year |
No stress just cookie and blue here |
Damn, this shadow looks too clear |
All around the world my name keep buzzin' |
Rich off cook, I ain’t worried 'bout nothin' |
Me and cousin |
Can’t see my face like lemme buy somethin' |
Oh no, I used to move blow |
I used to get money out of a high class ho |
Now I just grow, I pull it all down |
I trim it up nice, then I let it all go |
My day burns slow, my crews on |
Coke white Benz on brand new rims |
Make a girl spend, I just got 10 |
I blew it on gold and drinks with my friends |
You know I said, you boys don’t |
100 lights plus, no back seat |
225 on my Lb double |
Smell-proof bag, I don’t need no trouble |
Before we had clear it was Og Bubble |
200 mill, these boys don’t hustle |
Bern keeps the best price |
Tgod Jet Life, Girl I’m the one |
Take another shot, put a pill on your tongue |
Preach, no sweet |
Get jaw from your girl, bet she’ll break me off |
That’s right |
Yo |
Talk is cheap, why speak, I rap |
Double meanin', haters, beef, then I feed off that |
Double meanin', be on track, y’all be on wack |
I’m on the come up real quick like I beat off fast |
I’m in the bottom in the grass, like snakes |
I’m in the sky, like Drake’s face on the Cd case, annihilate |
Annihilate, |
This nigga then me, the big mouth gator |
That means I’m greater, do me a favor |
If you got weed then put it in raw papers |
I been good like the candy Now and Later |
Call up your neighbor and borrow some sugar |
Who’s your favorite rapper, I could pick like a booger |
Rappers are signin' these deals, gettin' fucked |
By these labels who pay you, that makes you a hooker |
And it’s crazy, I’m way better |
Give me 46 opponents, I’m feelin' like Mayweather |
Rappers say they cold, they feelin' like may weather |
Me, I’m actually cold, I chillinate sweaters |
Focused on my endeavors, my flow has been kind of clever |
No gimmicks, I got no image, no for real, hat in no leather |
Introduce you to Futuristic, hi it’s been a pleasure |
Introduce you to Futuristic twice and oh forget him |
Jack Thriller said change my name |
But as far as I know bruh, I rap, don’t sing |
And I don’t fuck with a chick who supposedly had a dick |
And I don’t make tracks with Kanye and Wayne |
That all sounds great, except the dick part |
Get on Cyphers to get a kick start |
Flow poison, I spit darts |
I’m tryin' to get big like a kid’s heart, for real |
Said them fuck boys rest in peace |
The recipe for me is to let me be |
My cut, you shouldn’t touch like an Std |
I’m tryin' to check into the game like a guest in three |
Earn stripes like a referee |
Big fish in a small pond, Shark Tank invest in me |
On June 9th my album’s droppin' |
Like an oxygen mask that’s in a plane dang let me breath |
I’m gone |
Now I’m back |
Now I’m gone for real |
Put this on your ipod, Cd, Ram |
Download at Onlyfuturistic. |
com |
One time for raw papers |
Uh |
King Show |
It’s gon' be alright doe |
Look |
Please don’t be alarmed |
There’s storm before the calm |
I was born to be a god |
But praises to our lord |
Even when the sun’s out, I see the stars |
Even when it’s dark out, I see the stars, I’m a star |
A nigga so south paw, a avatar |
And I never hit the back of the bus, I’m Rosa Parks |
Me and Louis |
Swag on point in this motherfucker |
I don’t wear that shit nigga I’m Gucci |
Turn up bitch, we turn down for what |
Down south for the winter, I’m a flyin' duck |
Shots come, fly niggas better fly and duck |
And some of y’all stories not addin' up |
I got gold all on my neck and shit |
I’m on some extra shit, I stay flexin' bitch |
Still sippin' on exorcist |
In your hood where my necklace is |
Flow poison, |
Deja Vu, I don' lived here before |
How a nigga make it in college from the go |
What a city where I’m from it’s the murder capitol |
I came in the game and |
The vision I had it was clearer and clearer |
These niggas had beef and they know where I live |
Tell 'em come on, 2 straps then I bang out |
That lame shit got you layin' down |
Same crib nigga, same house |
On the way to the money nigga, same route |
I sleep with the lions, I eat with the pigs |
I was raised by wolfs, a team of gorillas |
I’m fly like an eagle, you niggas is rats |
Gone |
I got a dream that’s bigger than life |
My nigga like can’t you tell |
I’m in the back of a black Acura |
Gettin' sucked like Count Dracula, oh well |
I should get a nobel peace prize for the rhymes that I spit |
I’m high as a blimp |
Give her this Dvd, I’ll probably piss on your Cd |
Beat these beats while you beat your meat |
Why you fuckin' with a shark, you ain’t got no teeth |
Why you safe in a gang, you ain’t in these streets |
You a ho, you a bitch, you a straight pussy |
I advise you little rap niggas, don’t push me |
Control my soul, now you can’t play me |
I ain’t never fall in love cause I’m in too deep |
You will never see it happen like a Kanye tweet |
Schoolboy was a skinny nigga, prolly Ddt |
All you fake emcees that Rip, all these fuckin' beats |
You niggas is 7 days cause you fuckin' week |
Heard you niggas want to hate have a fuckin' seat |
Been a real nigga since little nigga for real nigga |
Now you shuffle the cards and tell me what’s the deal with ya |
2 door, super sport coupe |
44 inches cut out the roof, son |
Show these little ones what to do |
Flow polished, show room new, quite accomplished |
Underground pay dues, paid in full |
Get paid major wages just to fall through |
Roll cages in the vehicle, expensive and they dangerous |
Lane switch, tryin' not to miss this plane, been |
Flyin' for a long time, traveled to great distance |
Cherishin' every minute of my existence |
Cause it gets raw, there’s a wall, I saw |
Many things fall apart and given a new start |
Got my low-rider parked, lightin' up in the dark |
A little bit of my heart for free next time I charge |
Shout out to the homie |
As we proceed |