| They wonder why I would ever leave the game
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| 'Cause they was speakin' on me when them people came
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| I just want the money I dont need the fame
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| And RIP to the Jack the band never be the same, JA
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| The dope game it tried to pull me in
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| I was countin' cocaine money with Peruvians
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| Tryna shake broke bitches, yeah I’m on the move again
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| Back to sendin' boxes out, I turn two to ten
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| Man this money feel good but it’s temporarily
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| This shit don’t last I’m smokin' at the cemetary
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| Thinkin' bout my homeboys the shit we did was legendary
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| I be spendin' outdoor money all February
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| Every time I leave they try to pull me in
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| Headshots, dead bodies though
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| I’m tired of losin' friends
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| Phone clickin', drug money got me on the move again
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| Freedom, nah that’s somethin' I can’t lose again
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| Every time I leave they try to pull me in
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| Headshots, dead bodies though
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| I’m tired of losin' friends
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| Phone clickin', drug money got me on the move again
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| Freedom, nah that’s somethin' I can’t lose again
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| When I die, will they forget my name?
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| And dont cry, 'cause I don’t miss the pain
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| I love my daughter, yeah I miss her face
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| Lil bro got me, make sure the kids are safe
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| All the drama tryna pull me in
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| Fuck you too, yeah go ahead and lose with them
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| You with the shit? |
| Go ahead and prove it then
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| We keep cannons stray bullets on the loose again
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| I’m in my Benz ridin' through Marin
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| Blue pills, duffel bags full of, big blue bills to spend
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| When we touch down we open up boxes
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| I’mma ball all summer with my profit
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| We live to die young
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| Every time I leave they try to pull me in
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| Headshots, dead bodies though
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| I’m tired of losin' friends
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| Phone clickin', drug money got me on the move again
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| Freedom, nah that’s somethin' I can’t lose again
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| Every time I leave they try to pull me in
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| Headshots, dead bodies though
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| I’m tired of losin' friends
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| Phone clickin', drug money got me on the move again
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| Freedom, nah that’s somethin' I can’t lose again
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| Next to God I got no fear
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| All I lost it’s been a cold year
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| Pain got me numb, ain’t no more tears
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| Pray to fly away but ain’t no lears
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| Thinkin' bout Jack, I’m thinkin' bout my brother
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| Think he doin' life I’d hate to be my mother
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| Homie say they love us why they undercover?
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| Talkin' to the people, came up from the gutta
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| Fuck 'em, I stay out of their way
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| No love I ride around with the K
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| God got me, in the night I don’t pray
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| Gotta to what’s best for Trae
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| Used to be a cool nigga
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| All that fuck shit turned me into a fool nigga
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| Shit real, I can show you what to do nigga
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| That’s 1 triple 0 times 2 nigga
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| In the field with that late night, no lights
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| For my niggas in the pen give no kites
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| Tryna win nigga fuck seeing slow nights
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| I ain’t tryna hear shit nigga show right
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| Haters, I don’t understand them
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| I’m tryna live I’m tryna see that Phantom
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| Look at this wrist I dropped a 100 band on
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| King of the city why they wanna ban him?
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| Every time I leave they try to pull me in
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| Headshots, dead bodies though
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| I’m tired of losin' friends
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| Phone clickin', drug money got me on the move again
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| Freedom, nah that’s somethin' I can’t lose again
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| Every time I leave they try to pull me in
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| Headshots, dead bodies though
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| I’m tired of losin' friends
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| Phone clickin', drug money got me on the move again
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| Freedom, nah that’s somethin' I can’t lose again |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Pull Me In , by - Berner. Song from the album Sleepwalking, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп