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berner & curren$y - farmers market lyrics

[intro: berner]
the farmer’s market
yeah, off the vine
they [?] right here every time
the farmer’s market
cats got the game f+cked up
spray bags, fake turfs
comin’ to the farmer’s market

[verse 1: berner]
everyone is freaking out, cats going broke quick
five homes, six whips, i own them, i don’t hold sh+t
they still slap my old sh+t, tryna tell them i was timeless
h+lla vvs diamonds, i need them uk prices
if you want work, we got small batch
and the ash white, safe full of gold, was a pharo in my past life
let them keep preaching, but they don’t get close
if we go to war, hit them where the sh+t hurt most
p.i.’s and p.j.’s, islands for the b+days
mafia gifts, half a million in the briefcase
gold watches from the boxes on the native land
they make their own laws, we working on the major plans
tell them drivers hurry up, i need the mountain, n.y
this new sh+t got the whole rezz high
legend like the god from bed+stuy
when it come to the pack, best work in town, that’s why they keep running it back
[chorus: berner]
all real work, we don’t spray bags
this j tastes like stray hash
at the farmer’s market
the farmer’s market
i only want heat, we don’t take trash
open all week, only take cash
at the farmer’s market
the farmer’s market

[verse 2: curren$y]
everybody fitted out, in impostor calone
weed will not be sold to me, we grow our own trees
i’m not home, i’m crossed seas, i left all 3 phones at home
i’m speakin’ through the mors code
i’m at the dock for the offload, but i observe from a porch
i’m sitting h+lla [?]
yeah, i saw y’all, but y’all ain’t see
put your life on the wall, like the tv
lost in the fog, oh, i’m truly a boss
rest in peace the young [?], oh, i got 40 cars
but them lowriders got my heart
though i’m from new orleans, i’m still alive, ’cause i’m smart
trust me, that sh+t hard
and i became a star, credit that to my mom’s
stay rolling up that bomb, got a rolex on my arm
diamonds in my charm, made a million on the farm
y’all know what going on, so don’t be alarmed
asking me what’s wrong? just dress warm
snow white [?]
[chorus: berner]
all real work, we don’t spray bags
this j tastes like stray hash
at the farmer’s market
the farmer’s market
i only want heat, we don’t take trash
open all week, only take cash
at the farmer’s market
the farmer’s market

- berner curreny lyrics

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