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Knock Phone Lyrics - Urban Farmer - Berner

I made a million dollars on this knock phone 

And these are the only numbers that I talk on 

I'm in the spot, sending packs till they're all gone 

I made a million dollars on this knock phone 

I want it all, I can't hold back! 

I spend too much, I need that black on black 

High speed chase, watch me running again 

I do a . twenty five with a gun in my hand 

Every time I ran, it's a badge in my face 

Do you have any cash, which bag did you claim? 

I wake up and let the package arrive 

Twenty five nine, a little short, that's fine! 

I'm true to it, I'm in love with the rest 

These police are dirty like the money I touch 

King's ass paper, no need for a... 

I lost a half million cash on a truck last month 

Real shit, most people will snitch 

I keep a small circle full of cold dealers and pimps 

Chrome rings try to seek to the... 

Tripple seal rap, I don't even... to sin, huh? 

I made a million dollars on this knock phone 

And these are the only numbers that I talk on 

I'm in the spot, sending packs till they're all gone 

I made a million dollars on this knock phone 

I'll take twenty five on, fifty take two hundred 

Six hundred of just one round 

Lungs full of Cush, I won't waste a crown 

I let the dubby smoke till the G burns my thumbs 

Six burn I will. one in my name 

Five stations in two nights, and we don't hustle the same 

I make movies, flat screens surround my Jacuzzi 

Bitch house in the Hamptons for rapping and selling pussy 

Grow houses, all thorough my city 

And... chills making ass look pretty 

Every few weeks I get a brand new line 

I've seen killers switch up, we ain't looking at time 

I've been hustling, ain't much change but my change gimmie brain 

I'm pulling on the hair, while I'm swerving down the lanes 

I'm young, rich, and wild, how the fuck don't I complain 

I was only sixteen, while they throw me in the game 

I made a million dollars on this knock phone 

And these are the only numbers that I talk on 

I'm in the spot, sending packs till they're all gone 

I made a million dollars on this knock phone 

 

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