| Kush n shit
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| Berner
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| Yung berner n da jack
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| MAN ya know we fuckin with it man
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| I hop out ma whip fit lookin amazin
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| I’m fly notta pimp but the bitches keep payin
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| I’m sayin 456 what weight in
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| Play in the dope game and pray I don’t stay in
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| Fed time state pin time just wasted
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| I’ve seen too much and I can’t take it
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| I’m caking,
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| Stack a hunid g’s in a week tho
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| When we smoke it’s perchake higher than diesel
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| It’s lethal, young make you cough up lung
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| Ina s-5 hun with the windows up
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| Chops ROLLED honey hash stuck to the bag
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| I’ve gram hash plate instead of a zag
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| I’m high so high, too high to relax
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| Me and jack don’t play got the whole place tact
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| I’m smoked out, and I’m losing my mind
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| I get my money don’t play boy I’m glued to the grind
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| We was blessed with the recipe
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| RidIN round with a tech on me
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| I lid da life that you’ll neva see
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| I wonder if they gon remember me
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| Cause I all ever did was keep it street
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| I’m in sum shit I’ll never get chalked
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| I got the smith grey and black,
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| With 18 like moss
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| Allah changed me
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| If you can’t then forgive me for being lost
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| Cause see this is just a matter of time, shit
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| I got the bay locked like solitary confinement
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| You can never get away of me life with a convict
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| In the kitchen twistin coke to crack where most of my time spent
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| Or smokin behind tint, disguised from the sirens
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| Murder then remain in silence
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| Sleep where my nine is
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| Could have been a king
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| But do my thing in the crime biz
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| You been to jail before but you don’t know what real time is
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| Kush and sour deez got me outa my mind bitch
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| I’m purped out hada nuffa this same shit
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| I’m on the grind daily trafficking through I-80
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| I’m just a player these hoes all try to dry crazy
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| Pay me no attention unless you gotta choosin fee
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| But keep in mind there’s only so much you could do for me
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| Baby posing beautifullly while she pay me every night
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| I hit the weed and break the sweat up off the cherry pie
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| Making this change up out the way but still we stayin the same
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| Ya’ll playin while I be spending everyday in the game
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| Homie we so real, I blow kill and pop no pills
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| Cut no deals but still knock these hoes off they heels
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| For real time is money down to seconds and minutes
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| My hoes she on the blaze as soon as this record is finished
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| I ain’t stressing my bithces or exposin my business
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| I’m just focused on riches and keep on spittin my ism’s
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| I don’t be hanging we trickin dis what it’s really like
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| Quipto I’m officially in the city life |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Keep It Street , by - Berner. Song from the album Drought Season, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп