Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Pictures, artist - Berner. Album song Vibes, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.06.2017
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Bern One Entertainment
Song language: English
Pictures |
If it ain’t money and love what would you search for? |
The pussy is free but the workhorse |
We can give you all of the streams and give you all of the game |
But you the dickhead getting jerked off |
My gun getting hotter than yardi food with jerk sauce |
He ain’t a good man why he shop at Bergdorf? |
Kid on the whip, take a trip to see paradise |
Come from a strip where it’s lit, yeah the barrel life |
Live low in the cab like I’m Pablo using the satellite |
Bandits go to war so everyday is battle life |
My lil' nigga told me that green is the new white |
Pray to God 'cause I seen what a demon can do twice |
In the day it’s yellow gold in the evening it’s blue ice |
And we lighting medicine 'cause niggas is flu-like |
Two guns, two mics, where I’m moving my two nikes in |
Any work I touch I can move it in two nights |
I live it up with my niggas and we got the pictures |
It’s speed bumps and potholes on this road to riches |
I’m still the same lil' nigga was eating free lunches |
Played the hand that I was dealt and I rolled with the punches |
Hear everybody say I’m on and I got it made |
Man I’m just tryna make sure that my family’s bills paid |
They counting pockets they worried bout what I ran through |
How can I concern myself with what another man do? |
Rob me and I guarantee that the semi popping |
Set up shop and I can get this off on any block |
20 Spots plus I’m buying everybody’s crop |
My plug got a glass eye just like Fetty Wap |
And I don’t diddy bop |
In the club I city tuck |
I got the drum white bitches pulling titties out |
Long flights hard white ain’t get me rich enough |
I’m hard headed, yeah I couldn’t get it quick enough |
I’m from a city where they’ll kill you if you live it up |
You can tell what I’m smoking when I lit it up |
No mask broad day they’ll make you give it up |
20 Mil in the back of a pick-up truck |
6 Phones, big homes still clip clones |
Get stoned, buy a pound burn it till it’s gone |
Good vibes, good times yeah I’m really on |
Wake up in the morning piss Perignon |
I live it up with my niggas and we got the pictures |
It’s speed bumps and potholes on this road to riches |
I’m still the same lil' nigga was eating free lunches |
Played the hand that I was dealt and I rolled with the punches |
Hear everybody say I’m on and I got it made |
Man I’m just tryna make sure that my family’s bills paid |
They counting pockets they worried bout what I ran through |
How can I concern myself with what another man do? |
I consider myself amongst the elite, think before I speak |
Feds on 'em spent the month on the creep, gunning in sneaks |
Deuce deuce style |
Move wild, new gun new trial |
I came up on a few rounds |
Butter pieces like |
Two door coupé style |
All your statements was legible |
Indictments get frightening get nervous you heard was federal |
First class I push a button my seat a bed now |
In the clouds thinking bout homies most of them dead now |
I hardly stress used to spend the night on the stoop smack |
When Stella got her groove back |
Gave me a blue flag, wrong |
You chose to be broke |
What made you choose that? |
Netflix with my next bitch |
Guess Orange is the new black |
Hammers like ID we keep 'em |
Brought the phantom to the beacon |
Since Tim Duncan was a demon deacon |
I done see the precinct |
Father did fed time, missed a lot of my bedtimes |
Karl Lagerfeld on that Fendi |
Fur by the neckline |
I live it up with my niggas and we got the pictures |
It’s speed bumps and potholes on this road to riches |
I’m still the same lil' nigga was eating free lunches |
Played the hand that I was dealt and I rolled with the punches |
Hear everybody say I’m on and I got it made |
Man I’m just tryna make sure that my family’s bills paid |
They counting pockets they worried bout what I ran through |
How can I concern myself with what another man do? |