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cal & berkan - stones lyrics

[verse 1: cal]
you ever been to that place?
where drinking alcohol everday was a regular thing
and doing coke with it everytime was a everyday thing
and now we smoke all the blunts while we sip on the drinks
when i say we different from stones, i dont mean the moes
but we from brick city, b+tch, we different from stones
yeah, we not covered in grey, we glittered in gold
i know someonе who died off lean, b+tch, he sippеd it the most
me and berry back at it, b+tch, we just seen a ghost
after about twelve blunts, yeah, i go comatose
b+tch i chose, and i rose, and i rose just out my soul
covered in gold, 100k soul, and you know we go go
im a kid, but like jid, b+tch, i got sh+t for hoes
i seen that fight and i was p+ssed, now i just be on go
leave em in blitz, leave em in slits, yeah, we just take they souls
yeah, he get nervous when i spit, yeah, you know he gon fold

[verse 2: berkan]
pulling up with the gang, leaving his name in the past
if its fake, then its straight, b+tch, we sending shots back
feel the kaine in my veins, got my brain thinking fast
let it spray, on his brain, wonder if he like that
i got the drugs, if you wanna know
on his block, make it fall down like some dominoes
move the coke bricks to a small town in monaco
bro, you on some broke sh+t, put the choppa down your throat
rrah
[verse 3: cal]
its crazy how people create false names, for false claims
its all strange, listening to cal while we all pray
its all crazy, growing up to go to the ball game, its all the same
same thoughts up in my brain
thinking of selling all the cocaine
coke dont move like that, move the percs and codeine
sh+t, go to the stash of the cocaine stacks
move them kilo’s out till i get them racks

[verse 4: berkan]
we going, line for line, eight bars for bars
if i sell you eight lines you gonna party hard
yo b+tch she, wait in line for them xanny bars
if i give her one for free, she gonna ride me hard
and b+tch i, get the money, buy them fancy cars
now your broke ass fiending, hoping you dont get charged
nah b+tch i, get my cash, get my money, get my racks straight
if you not paying soon, this your last day, b+tch

- cal berkan lyrics

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