No Effort

[Verse 1: Berner] Light the joint and let the ice shine I'm chilling in Chicago, windy city of Detroit We get busy in Chicago, we do plenty in Torronto, ho Market getting ready, making money make me happy All I think about is fetti, back when [?] was new I grabbed a gold Presi, [?] The chain is so heavy, sold [?] from [?] Hidin in the sock drore, 70 stores Next year [?] [?] they want more Grab the whole top floor Whent crazy in the H, [?] hot for The reason you need I.D., not another like me You don't wanna go to war, trust me, it get pricey Shout out to thе wifey, our little boy is evеrything [?] taste great, had to hit it with the lemonade Baby seeing [?], ho, money made my head hurt Master at comunication, your boy's an expert [Chorus: Berner] Yeah I made a milli with no effort Long days and crazy bitches, it make my chest hurt Fuck the club, I'm tryna network Your roledex, your net worth I always put the bread first I do this shit with no effort I made a milli with no effort Long days and crazy bitches, it make my chest hurt Fuck the club, I'm tryna network Your roledex, your net worth I always put the bread first I do this shit with no effort [Verse 2: DRODi] Rolling blunts like a [?] making [?] plates Diamonds on my cuban, but [?] heavyweight Used to rap the bags, whipe them down and hit the interstate Now I rap on tracks, mix them down, we knocking three a day [?] hustle, it don't matter what you moving, man Cameras always rolling, like I'm tryna pull a movie prank Monitised the vlogs, off the camera, I still do the same I'm always being me, I'm getting paid just to do my thing Up inside the [?], fucking on three maried thots [?] used to hate the cops, now a days, they help me out Walk me through the crowd, while I'm smoking on the latest drop I still feel the same, but I can't lie, some shit changed a lot [?] muggin, they just some fans that want some pictures though The old me would be tripping, like, what the fuck you looking for? On the road I'm doing shows, yeah, lately, they've been booking more Sliding through the city, in my lack, I'm still tipping 4's [Chorus: Berner] Yeah I made a milli with no effort Long days and crazy bitches, it make my chest hurt Fuck the club, I'm tryna network Your roledex, your net worth I always put the bread first I do this shit with no effort I made a milli with no effort Long days and crazy bitches, it make my chest hurt Fuck the club, I'm tryna network Your roledex, your net worth I always put the bread first I do this shit with no effort [Verse 3: Wiz Khalifa] Let's get it Before you make the shot, you gotta know the distance Before you board the yacht, you gotta take your shoes off Please, miss, I'm in that [?] You in that Spring shit Expensive bottles getting sent around at each dinner They travel far just to come sit down and eat with us That's what you calling [?] [?] small [?] We've been doing shrooms all week Bringing life to this world, we don't care about money With my son at hoop practice, my idea of stunting Just came through custam, secure 1.5 like it wasn't nothing Just ran through a pound, 'cause I got plenty of them Me and Berner ain't friends, that's my real brother Catch me riding top down, 'cause the city love us We doing our job, if our kids grow up with each other Taylor Gang [Chorus: Berner] Yeah I made a milli with no effort Long days and crazy bitches, it make my chest hurt Fuck the club, I'm tryna network Your roledex, your net worth I always put the bread first I do this shit with no effort I made a milli with no effort Long days and crazy bitches, it make my chest hurt Fuck the club, I'm tryna network Your roledex, your net worth I always put the bread first I do this shit with no effort