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berner & styles p - go on lyrics

[verse 1: berner]
what are we here for?
f-ck it, i’m too high
i’ve put in so much work
thank god i ain’t do time
the og is 2-5, it used to be 4-8
i still get four grand a pound, i do not play
the smell on my doorstep, i’m nervous to open it
the ‘old me’ hobby, would’ve thought i’d be over with
the brown bag turned to armored trucks and a few cars
the new spot got german dogs and a few guards
we really ’bout gunplay, but i don’t like violence
private beach and good weed that’s what the vibe is
you know what the time is
see that b-tch shinin’ (bling)
rose gold patek all covered in diamonds (bust down, yeah)
keep the prices up, i want a nicer truck
turn the lights off, my ice will light it up
we won’t ever die, this what we grind for
we’re all gonna eat, that’s what i opened up this line for
mob ties

[chorus: berner, scarface & styles p]
keep winnin’ (keep winnin’), keep livin’ (keep livin’)
let the story-let the story go on (let the story go on-story go on)
(keep-keep winnin’ and i keep on sinnin’ but)
let the story go on
(keep-keep prayin’, keep sinnin’)
let the-let the story go on
(world-world keep movin’, can’t keep losin’)
let the story go on

[verse 2: styles p]
if only the weak talk, only the scale talk
really glad they don’t ’cause this money is jail talk
german car, jewish lawyer, hopin’ to bail-walk
ask them f-ck n-ggas what they want you to feel for
got that mary jane, throw the p-ss like a hail, dawg
i ain’t scared to shoot, run it when i’ma trill dawg
you f-ckin’ with a stoner, i get high as the air force
hot box a air balloons just for a clear thought
do the impossible, that’s what i’m here for
put you in a hospital, just to be clear, y’all
here for the merch, dough, here for the verse, dough
before the weed, the seed in the brain was the first grow
the eyes was the first lights, remember the worst nights
ghost, so you couldn’t find me with a searchlight
prob’ly in a peanut b-tter coupe with the purp lights
wonder bread seeds, get the bread if you work right
yeah, n-gga

[verse 3: scarface]
i’ve been locked down, i ain’t been knocked out
i used to get slept on but not right now
i been lootin’ these n-ggas
like i’m drive-by shootin’ these n-ggas
you’d be surprised what a semi could do to these n-ggas
i was raised in the ghetto, played in the ghetto
money never changed me so i stayed in the ghetto
and i ain’t finna settle, i’m the last of a dyn’
i can’t be knocked up offa mine, stop tryin’
masterminded, i helped to pioneer it
there’s smoke so thick in this b-tch it’s like spirits of my late ancestors, there’s still no justice
then must we come up or get f-cked? no question
as the world keeps spinnin’ so must i keep winnin’
ten times ten and you only get nine innings
i’m addin’ up my blessings yet i can’t stop sinnin’
got a new born and a drug charge still pendin’

- berner styles p lyrics

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