Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rotate, artist - Berner. Album song Vibes, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопDate of issue: 22.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bern One Entertainment
Song language: English
Rotate |
| Shiftin lines from the paradigm sublime |
| On the streets of Cali, yo what’s goin on in town |
| Wanna see my name in lights like a star gleamin |
| I wanna make you feel somethin, exorcise your demons |
| Every day’s a struggle, tryna make a bundle |
| How can you stay humble when the streets love you |
| I got a bad habit, I’m a winning-addict |
| Livin in sin, tragic life is fucking short damn it |
| Can’t afford wasting time when life happens |
| Gotta get to everyday like the days are trappening |
| Now we worldwide, it means worlds collide |
| And we killing everything, so rather die |
| We move, work it, low rates through the whole State |
| And watch the money rotate |
| All gas, no brakes 'til my dough’s straight |
| Now watch the money rotate |
| Now watch the money rotate |
| Now watch the money rotate |
| Whether the streets are rappin we get it both ways |
| Now watch the money rotate |
| Lost in the smoke, I knew I came from nothing |
| Inhale, exhale like the pain is nothing |
| Picadas drops and I need the vein conduction |
| Toke’s real cheap if it’s the same for suction |
| Turn on the beat, the feejees came from something |
| Hit the screen, spit flame and leave you a brain concussion |
| We all play games though none of you niggas call foul |
| New York nigga, but you know I’m smokin that North Cal' |
| See ya landin in, we have the right to the board now |
| Rather smoke four pounds than hit you with the four pound |
| So you want juice, then visit me at the store now |
| I was gettin tore now, before I tore a tour down |
| Global 4G star, hit you with the full clam |
| I got to burn it let’s be real |
| I’m with Berner and B-Real |
| Twenty-four-seven high is always how I P feel |
| We move, work it, low rates through the whole State |
| And watch the money rotate |
| All gas, no brakes 'til my dough’s straight |
| Now watch the money rotate |
| Now watch the money rotate |
| Now watch the money rotate |
| Whether the streets are rappin we get it both ways |
| Now watch the money rotate |
| All dedication, no education |
| Livin life every day like I’m on vacation |
| Beach houses seem to be my favourite destination |
| Fake friends, I’m sick of seeing smilin faces |
| Look, twenty years got him shook |
| Another loss took, cold hearted crook |
| What a vision I just wanna see my daughter smile |
| Money pile in the closet man that shit is wild |
| Love the struggle, it just made the hunger much realer |
| I’m on top, millionaire, ex drug-dealer |
| I bet the smoke in my lung burn much cleaner |
| Than burnt rot with a toolie on those street-sweepers |
| Bulletproof Cadillac that shit is presidential |
| Pretty model bitch, got great potential |
| Dirty money hidden all in the Renault |
| Top dog in the game, I’m on another level |
| We move, work it, low rates through the whole State |
| And watch the money rotate |
| All gas, no brakes 'til my dough’s straight |
| Now watch the money rotate |
| Now watch the money rotate |
| Now watch the money rotate |
| Whether the streets are rappin we get it both ways |
| Now watch the money rotate |