BERNER - Another Day lyrics

rate me

Yea I'm still the same dude that you met back then

I got ma shit bustin hard and I don't act like them

I let the candy paint drip like the cocaine sniff

I'm dope and I don't know bout days like this

I leave the house and pray to god that they don't rate my shit

It's hard I spent my whole life taking risk

Hit the moss spit the grip on a couple fits

New kicks and I know I don't hustle like this

Trick faces no twentys not even a fifthy

So much money in my pocket that my jeans don't fit me

Remember high school it was three for fifthy

Knock that OG but it was green and sticky

I upgraded from yellow gold to platnium

And lost alot of friends when I started rapping

I never finished school I was lost in traffic

No metal on me homie because my glock was plastic

I was young I was gettin my cake thoe

Now I'm out of state letting that weight go

I pray for another day cause this life is rough

I roll up and I light my blunt

Yea I'm riding to that pot sleekin leen and smokin

All eyes on me picture me rollin

Yea I pray for another day cause this life is rough

I roll up and I light my blunt

I get letters from the pen they wana keep him in

He caint wait to get out and play the streets again

It gets hard out here in these streets running

It's dry I can't wait to eat again

Fresh money brand new and crispy

When I'm broke it feels like the whole worlds against me

My baby mother still screaming at my face

Calling me a loser cause I sent things outa state

I guess I'm just a drug dealer living day by day

If you feel the same way and can't take a brake

Then you feel my pain it's like I'm paralyzed

Cause I'm stuck right here this is where I die

Fuck a 95 I culdnt wear a tie and this kinda lifestyle makes my parents cry

I got a kid know it's time to make a change

When I open up that door I gotta say my name

I was young I was gettin my cake thoe

Now I'm out of state letting that weight go

I pray for another day cause this life is rough

I roll up and I light my blunt

Yea I'm riding to that pot sleekin leen and smokin

All eyes on me picture me rollin

Yea I pray for another day cause this life is rough

I roll up and I light my blunt

Up early in the morning the sun ain't up yet

Thinking about murder cause mayne I'm upset

Erase another line off the plague watch the sun set

Soon as you come out the house it's would be yo last breathe

But you never came out the house so I'm out here

Trying to pay bills in the drought gotta kill again

Never leave the stealing the house never sleep again

Cause I missed out on so much when I'm in my dreams

So I'm out late on the fall trying to shake the being

Niggas getting rated in their cars but it's neva seen

To be enough I'm insane I be seeing stuff

Ran for the petty club golds with my ones

Luking husky having fun but it's not a game two stepping with my gun

Feelin like a king head hustlas like myself

Tryna join the team sick I'm on the meth pushing in tryna split the cheese