TKO

TKO - Berries & Cherries lyrics

rate me

ft. Stalley

Like what the fuck we gonna do now?

I speak the shit for asking granny Michal Brown

No justice, no pieces what they yelling?

Let’s start to a bailing cuz we ain’t by what they selling

No coppers and rollers, they pist the hoer

They put that shit straight on your krill

Ain’t got no feeling and you be just chilling

You’ll be like my nigga it’s real

I’ll be so hard you can’t deal

I may let go on their will

You try to hold up, you just fall out

But all of my niggas is twick

Run up, get done up cuz you know you on front of

We after basins like John

All black just as hot the summer

Hey look I know you don’t like me

Cuz they trilling like skin

Boy you know you just like me

Cuz we both bleed the same

Most will be for the people but choose and cricky ass cop

When you treat us like equals that’s when the violence gonna stop

I try to feel like I’m Tray but you know like ain’t a movie

And I won’t put my hands up but I know you probably shutting

(Fuck that, shit cuz I ain’t the one

With a bug motherfucker with a bigger gun)

Berries & cherries

Berries & cherries

Berries & cherries

Be-berries & cherries

Berries & cherries

Gotta live for something or you just living for something

Berries & cherries

Berries & cherries

Berries & cherries

Be-berries & cherries

Berries & cherries

Take this hit and take the serve

But they don’t fallow their word

You already know for, for all team

All Ohio stand up

My mind on the revolution

Hand on the rightful

Hooded down and get all black

Ready to die for Michal

Enough is enough here, we done living fair

Sick of see all women in tear for losing their sons

From a gun of a quickie cop

To the game of a restless

They feel and they use as stacks

Afraid the lord gives us tugs

Try to kills us soft, they want it black and then it stink

They’ll shot you if you blink

They to stay on your ground

But what it really is they killing kids

While they stand and smile

Another teenage black out from what they said it suppose to be

Just a simple pat out when the community pack out

They called it simple minded and (?)

Gorilla refuel jease and national guard so I have

Just a commons all down

And see a piece inside of things but it’s coming out bluer

Cuz mister officer, mister officer

All you want to do is put this on cuffin sir

(Fuck that, shit cuz I ain’t the one

With a bug motherfucker with a bigger gun)

Berries & cherries

Berries & cherries

Berries & cherries

Be-berries & cherries

Berries & cherries

Gotta live for something or you just living for something

Berries & cherries

Berries & cherries

Berries & cherries

Be-berries & cherries

Berries & cherries

Take this hit and take the serve

But they don’t fallow their word

This way on your shoulder I know that we like a tone

That’s why I live with my gun until I’m one with the sun

Hey look he grow up a bitch

He use to get his ass with

So then he took some classes

And now he swinging badges

Looking in a eye if a sinner, he got this on agenda

They kill our babies like Brandon and tell us all the simmer

Yeah they cops gonna run on your spot

Don’t give a fuck if you kissed ‘em or not

Ay then you wake up with no racks

But they pulling and swinging them blocks

Won’t fallow you color of your skin or what you driving

His sorrows like shining, drag you down and treat you like a paring

I know they don’t love us, they want a son on covers

They try to play us like puppets, then go out to the public

Acting no questions, they shut

Wandering way we all lose

They run up in jail and throw up some slams

I guess piece was just an illusion

Let it buy a barrel and find over grill and chatter

Just know we never pales and cuz his words won’t live forever

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