Cry Lyrics - Berner

I got a six four sting with the 302, bought it out 

In the rap game got fame when I bought this house 

Big seven thots swingin' when I barely bought it out 

Seven three kellys, that's a college rally thought abouts 

Six nine seven, O'Malley, that shit's not around 

Six eight merril seven hunnid horses to the ground 

Gammy's on sticks in the back come cruise around 

Ride around cars like that while we movin' yay 

We ain't have to do like that, then who is you fo' real? 

Dope boy poke, Pyrex when they lose the wheel 

Stackin' young Bern tyrone how I used to feel 

Follow connects to their cribs and then we moved on them 

Ya don't want them outta the shark, ya betta cool again 

Riders with Beretta, we sharp, don't wanna lose no man 

Lose yo live from a sniper's blast, got the wildest niggas 

Treat my block like a diaper bag, I do it powderin' it 

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Doin' about 30 in the fliest whip 

Windows up, got the Cartier shit 

Rollin' up anotha joint, shot on a bad bitch 

And all she wanna do is smoke you and smoke weed 

Got me feelin' like damn, gotta be the man 

I gotta be the man, she Swear that I'm the man 

Got me feelin' like damn, gotta be the man 

I gotta be the man, she Swear that I'm the man 

Keep the licence plate on the golden gate 

Interstate grace playin' high stakes 

Dice roll when it takes all, tryna ball all, catch me if I fall 

Risky business, stand on two feet, playin' in the quicksand 

Can't sink a man, cause I'm way quicker 

Every night tryna fall asleep, 20 grand richer 

Paint lyrics, tho some niggas will neva get the picture 

Standin' on the planet, an artist with the canvas 

Caravans and Lamborghini and Ferraris Priceton 

Nigga, please, you couldn't see me if you imagined 

Wall Street wolf got caught in the bear trap 

Snap em and half em, shit'll get critical, Captain 

Whisperin' about what happened, get yo show canceled 

More gas than you can handle, I done ran through 

Gas like the station, ample to sample 

I sent your bitch back with a handful 

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Doin' about 30 in the fliest whip 

Windows up, got the Cartier shit 

Rollin' up anotha joint, shot on a bad bitch 

And all she wanna do is smoke you and smoke weed 

Got me feelin' like damn, gotta be the man 

I gotta be the man, she Swear that I'm the man 

Got me feelin' like damn, gotta be the man 

I gotta be the man, she Swear that I'm the man 

They smell the tatter on my big face bills when I break em out 

Used to call purple bounce lakers and [?] out 

Sixty on my watch, might turn yo old lady out 

Clouds in my eyes, two stones cost me 80.000 

Dope boys luv errthing that I speak about 

Wrap em up right ova night, yeah, they leavin' town 

Dacks is call me daddy why ya trick on my main bitches? 

I be buyin' change while yo main wanna play pimpin' 

Why so fresh? Yeah, it's stuck to my fingertips 

This right here, only real playas read on this 

Exotic weed, fast cars, few handle bars 

Paper bag, money buried deep in my family yard 

Few mill out the streets, still trafficking 

Oh nah, sweared I'd neva touch a pack again 

Half a ticket, hand, count it in my cookie duffle 

Smoke out the turkey bag, throw uncle Snoop a couple 

Doin' about 30 in the fliest whip 

Windows up, got the Cartier shit 

Rollin' up anotha joint, shot on a bad bitch 

And all she wanna do is smoke you and smoke weed 

Got me feelin' like damn, gotta be the man 

I gotta be the man, she Swear that I'm the man 

Got me feelin' like damn, gotta be the man 

I gotta be the man, she Swear that I'm the man