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berner - next up lyrics

[intro: cozmo]
yeah
it’s your boy coz
back on that reality rap
in case you missed
took a break
gotta get my weight up
make sure my fam’s good

[verse 1: berner]
real money leave suckas with a sour taste
outta state, tryna’ dump out-door sour grape
i’m in the c-ke white drop, next to powder flake
k!ll a snitch, take a p-ss on a cowards face
inside of the raid look like outter sp-ce
i’m feelin’ tired, late night, still countin’ cake
f-ck a fake, tuck your chain when you come around
we run the underground, clips with a hundred round
bags with the good smoke, yeah
old schools with the gold spokes, dumb whips
the streets love bern, i made my plug rich
i hit the club and highside on a young b-tch
hunnit’s fallin’ out my jeans
henny spillin’ out my cup
hundred-k retainer got my lawyers ready, fired up
we just want a chance without all them other hands
tryna’ get a piece of what we work for
for our fam
true

[hook: berner]
pedal to the metal ’til we crash
quick cash
got me on one
why we gotta live fast
we the next up
we the next up
run around work in the stash
money come and money go
they say it won’t last
but my ends up
yeah, my ends up
we the next up

[verse 2: cozmo]
i look at life a lil different now, my son older
kinda like a dope fean tryna’ become sober
finally reachin’ my dreams, i couldn’t come closer
but i could still picture my homie slumped over
you never know who it’s gonna be to come for you
same one to carry the gun for you
that’s why my circle close
the one’s you love a lot, be those you hurt the most
but i still search for hope
got a son to raise, how could i serve the dope
rather be hurt than broke
been on the curb with c-ke
still feelin’ nervous though
i got the urge for dough
put in my time, i’m ready, now i deserve the blow
yeah, i’m not a k!ller, i’m far from it
the weed in this cigar done it
i panic, didn’t see the car comin’
life’s a race, we all runnin’
the money, the power, and respect, we all want it
i’m up next

[verse 3: berner]
cat’s reachin’
speakin’ on the berner’s name
mad we don’t earn the same
i tell ’em learn the game
he don’t deserve a chain
you cats is actin’ like b-tches, now
i taste good lemon when i burn the j
it’s gettin’ hard to focus
you know my bag the dopest
they runnin’ with the game, i think they know they owe us
i’m just another grower lookin’ for the money pile
love me when i’m here and when i’m gone i think i’ll know who smile
yeah
we the next up
dom p’ in my red cup
playin’ with her mind got her head all messed up
but baby girl went and got her ends up

we the next up

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