Lyrics
phoenix arizona when i leave minnesota
Well i m not sure, all i know is bagging up crazy life but the money keeps adding up, well i m not sure
I m ten steps ahead of you, today i m broke but i m feeling like a couple mill
another day another brick to push
I m in denver colorado with the coke-a-cola, and then he disappeared
I m out here moving keys, we live for the minute forget about tomorrow
None of that bullshit you sniffing, another day another brick to push Berner, this the white album baby
today i m broke but i m feeling like a couple mill
that real life trap music
A big loss in the air another package took, he tried to steal a load
Coke wave but i m not french montana, i m ten steps ahead of you, none of that bullshit you sniffing
so i wrap them up and put them back on the truck
and it s getting old i ve damn near had enough
None of that bullshit you sniffing, i m out here moving keys
and then he disappeared
My eyes lazy white lady but i back on them bars, and ran through them, well i m not sure
My eyes lazy white lady but i back on them bars, middle finger to the air saying fuck the world Berner, phoenix arizona when i leave minnesota
Today i m broke but i m feeling like a couple mill, so this time is borrowed
Hit the spot like lil homie, none of that bullshit you sniffing
and it s getting old i ve damn near had enough
We live for the minute forget about tomorrow, i lost another knot i m praying that he s not a wreck, will i make it home safe
But i had it rough, he tried to steal a load
This the white album baby, so this time is borrowed Hard, get my hands dirty
what s the deal?
And ran through them, all i know is bagging up crazy life but the money keeps adding up, i almost died twice
coke wave but i m not french montana
Try catching up this that crack music, this the white album baby
And ran through them, i m like the mirror with the coke on it
I m in denver colorado with the coke-a-cola, well i m not sure, it s dry again but i ma bring the water back
It s dry again but i ma bring the water back, what s the deal? Hard, the streets are cold
This is real life baby ain t no stories told, all i know is bagging up crazy life but the money keeps adding up Berner, will i make it home safe
I m in kansas city, i m ready for a lick tell me where they got it at, that real life trap music
All i know is bagging up crazy life but the money keeps adding up, i lost another knot i m praying that he s not a wreck
i almost died twice
So i wrap them up and put them back on the truck, hit the spot like lil homie
All i know is bagging up crazy life but the money keeps adding up, it s that colombian shit though Headed, touchdown in new york i got a room in queens
It s dry again but i ma bring the water back, it s that colombian shit though Hard, and ran through them
I m outta state with the grapes and the bubba kush, will i make it home safe
i m like the mirror with the coke on it
