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R.I.P (feat. Tee Grizzley)

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R.I.P (feat. Tee Grizzley) - Berner Lyrics


[Berner:]

The weight is spoilin' my lungs

It's like the bloodline is royal

Kingpin shit, yeah, the whole team's loyal

I switched up vans, when the bags hit the soil

My chest hurt, Gary with the [?] (Oh, boy)

I fell asleep and woke up to another play

I had to win, I been eatin' anyway

Fuck a chain, I start a trust for all my friends' kids

Celebratin', I'm knowin' this can end quick

Check the résumé, I never play

Watch it all accelerate

Accept it, I'ma set the rates

You know me, I need C.O.D

I got on sellin' cheap OG's

It's hard to be lowkey

My vision blurry from the psychedelics

Another story, I know my rivals felt it

Pre-sell everything, you have to try and sell it

I'on have to market share, I'm gettin' kinda selfish, yeah

In Melrose, did a quarter ticket

My brother Alex brought a bag when he came to visit

I'm in my zone, God bless the vision

Twenty-four-seven, nah, there ain't no intermissions



Kill 'em all, slowly (Murder, murder)

I had to murder the game (Kill, kill, kill)

Kill 'em all, slowly (Murder, murder)

I had to murder the game (Die, die, die)

Kill 'em all, slowly (Murder, murder)

I had to murder the game (Kill, kill, kill)

Kill 'em all, slowly (Murder, murder)

I had to murder the game



[Tee Grizzley:]

I came home with 28 cents, now I'm multi platinum

They want me back in, boy, I bought a Bentaga with the backend

But way before that, way before rap, I was somewhere with a strap

I ain't even see this shit comin', this was God's doin', that's a fact

I thought I was gon' come home, link up with bro, get the bag

[?] I'ma try to rap, then my first song got a plaque

Then my first show hit capacity and these niggas got the audacity

To be askin' me, when I ain't had shit to hand 'em, they laughed at me

Now money, commas, make up for my lack of [?]

You ain't where you wanna be 'cause you be half-steppin'

Niggas hate to meet they fate, man, that's just said, ain't it?

Meanwhile I'm wit' yo' ho, this lil' bitch bad, ain't she?

I'm just sick I had some people die before they saw this shit

They ask me how much I wanna make, I told 'em "All that shit"

I learned you don't finish with the people that you started with

It's bittersweet (It's bittersweet), but R.I.P, ayy



[Berner:]

Kill 'em all, slowly (Murder, murder)

I had to murder the game (Kill, kill, kill)

Kill 'em all, slowly (Murder, murder)

I had to murder the game (Die, die, die)

Kill 'em all, slowly (Murder, murder)

I had to murder the game (Kill, kill, kill)

Kill 'em all, slowly (Murder, murder)

I had to murder the game (Die, die, die)



(Die, die, die)

(Die, die, die)

Kill 'em all slowly

R.I.P (feat. Tee Grizzley) lyrics !!!