Pictures Lyrics - Berner

If it ain't money and love what would you search for? 

The pussy is free but the work cost 

We can give you all of the streams and give you all of the game 

But you the dickhead getting jerked off 

My gun getting hotter than yardi food with jerk sauce 

He ain't a good man why he shop at Bergdorf? 

Kid on the whip, take a trip to see paradise 

Come from a strip where it's lit, yeah the barrel life 

Live low in the cab like I'm Pablo using the satellite 

Bandits go to war so everyday is battle life 

My lil' nigga told me that green is the new white 

Pray to God 'cause I seen what a demon can do twice 

In the day it's yellow gold in the evening it's blue ice 

And we lighting medicine 'cause niggas is flu-like 

Two guns, two mics, where I'm moving my two nikes in 

Any work I touch I can move it in two nights 

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I live it up with my niggas and we got the pictures 

It's speed bumps and potholes on this road to riches 

I'm still the same lil' nigga was eating free lunches 

Played the hand that I was dealt and I rolled with the punches 

Hear everybody say I'm on and I got it made 

Man I'm just tryna make sure that my family's bills paid 

They counting pockets they worried 'bout what I ran through 

How can I concern myself with what another man do? 

Rob me and I guarantee that the semi popping 

Set up shop and I can get this off on any block 

20 Spots plus I'm buying everybody's crop 

My plug got a glass eye just like Fetty Wap 

And I don't diddy bop 

In the club I city tuck 

I got the drum white bitches pulling titties out 

Long flights hard white ain't get me rich enough 

I'm hard headed, yeah I couldn't get it quick enough 

I'm from a city where they'll kill you if you live it up 

You can tell what I'm smoking when I lit it up 

No mask, broad day they'll make you give it up 

20 Mil in the back of a pick-up truck 

Six phones, big homes still clip clones 

Get stoned, buy a pound burn it till it's gone 

Good vibes, good times yeah I'm really on 

Wake up in the morning piss Perignon 

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I live it up with my niggas and we got the pictures 

It's speed bumps and potholes on this road to riches 

I'm still the same lil' nigga was eating free lunches 

Played the hand that I was dealt and I rolled with the punches 

Hear everybody say I'm on and I got it made 

Man I'm just tryna make sure that my family's bills paid 

They counting pockets they worried bout what I ran through 

How can I concern myself with what another man do? 

I consider myself amongst the elite, think before I speak 

Feds on 'em spent the month on the creep, gunning in sneaks 

Deuce deuce style 

Move wild, new gun new trial 

I came up on a few rounds 

Butter pieces like "Booyah!" 

Two door coupé style 

All your statements was legible 

Indictments get frightening get nervous you heard was federal 

First class I push a button my seat a bed now 

In the clouds thinking bout homies most of them dead now 

I hardly stress used to spend the night on the stoop smack 

When Stella got her groove back 

Leezy gave me a blue flag, wrong 

You chose to be broke 

What made you choose that? 

Netflix with my next bitch 

Guess Orange is the new black 

Hammers like ID we keep 'em 

Brought the phantom to the beacon 

Since Tim Duncan was a demon deacon 

I done see the precinct 

Father did fed time, missed a lot of my bedtimes 

Karl Lagerfeld on that Fendi 

Fur by the neckline 

I live it up with my niggas and we got the pictures 

It's speed bumps and potholes on this road to riches 

I'm still the same lil' nigga was eating free lunches 

Played the hand that I was dealt and I rolled with the punches 

Hear everybody say I'm on and I got it made 

Man I'm just tryna make sure that my family's bills paid 

They counting pockets they worried bout what I ran through 

How can I concern myself with what another man do?