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berner & b-real - get your mind right lyrics

intro
( berner! inaudible discussion )

[verse 1: berner]
tell that b-tch to leave, i don’t really care
the diamonds on my wrist drip, 4 carats in tha air
feeling like a king, i don’t have to steer (wha)
this car drive itself, 30 mill in one year (twenty fifteen)
my fam died, not a tear drop
police right behind and, i’m not gonna stop
shit, we gettin’ money out of bops and i
flip weed and do a b-mp off the block
lil’ momma got -ss but
dance slow but she wanna talk cash
hardcore hash live fast til’ i p-ss
will they cry when i’m gone
few haters gonna laugh, shit
smoke tough, i can never quit
rolly on the wrist, i can never get enough of this
pull on the ham, make it scream loud
x5, today i brought the beamer out

[hook: b-real]
breathe in, breathe out
put it in the air, hell yeah
this is one for the stoners (for the ones that get high)
? high life
get your mind right
this is one for the stoners (for the ones that get high)
? high life
get your mind right

[verse 2: b-real]
turn it up, let the smoke settle
blurred lines everywhere, gas pedal
? see the ? in the distance
smell the flower that we burn, for instance
him and me smokin lemon tree
rollin cherry pie on the glas tip
shatter(?) in the sky
yeah, we elevated
pay no mind hater
roll it up ? feels with ? paper
we keep you medicated
you with the ? faded
so much green i’m jaded
i know you f-cking hate it
see the birds flock to the nest
green thumb, top shelf, yeah we got west
shout-out to the ?
for the ? higher than a elevator
d-mn so much f-cking flavour
jet life, jet fuel
d-mn tool

[verse 3: sage the gemini]
i feel like the man when i roll ?
used to write checks, i’m like man i hope that ? through
now i ride ?
you ain’t fresh ?
know you
everything new
cause i was poor back in the oldschool
i’m ? like i’m supposed to
house on the hill
i attract alot of thugs all they get is to pay my bills
i’ll be ridin in the hood ? hideout
pretty boy on a screen, but let a nigga find out
made my first mill at twenty one
high school i was a b-m
now i ? till it’s done
i don’t care if they come
you got money gimme some
yeah get with this pimpin
i ?
i’m on a mission
they used to tell a nigga: grow up
now they be like: what the f-ck is that when i roll up
now i get ? 150 ? when i show up
yeah nigga all i gotta do is show up huh

- berner b real lyrics

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