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Berner (rapper)( Gilbert Milam Jr. )
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Raw Cypher 2
Uh 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 meaning, haters beef, then I feed off that Double meaning, be on track, y'all beyond 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, 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 get picked 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 chill in eight 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 duce you to Futuristic, hi, it's been a pleasure duce you to Futuristic twice and don't forget him Jack Thriller said change my name But as far as I know, bro, 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 Killing Cyphers to get a kick start Flow poison and I spit darts I'm tryna 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 tryna 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
One time for raw papers Uh Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com 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, Stussy I don't wear that shit but 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: Bell Biv DeVoe 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 conceived the career 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 I kick push, george bush, bet lupe see 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 Fee As we proceed
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