Noddin'

[Verse 1: Berner] You ever have a hundred ninety grand land on your steps? And lose a best friend, another candle is lit The dreams turn to nightmares, yeah, the money is nice But the life change quick when you caught in the light The bottle half empty, I'll be noddin' tonight Pour a couple hundred dollars in a bottle of Sprite The paint nasty on the Chevy, shit, this bitch look weight I'm glad the game did me well, I should've been up next Five bedroom crib, I paid four M's Don't respect him in the city, they extort him Yeah, Off-White's crispy but I'd rather wear J's And the drugs barely numb the pain, we really run the game Everybody hatin' on me, but they waitin' on me My next move'll make 'em sick, I'm takin' all the money They want smoke, I got a fresh run Yeah, move a couple boxes, let the rest come (Where it at?) I'm sick of politics, pocket watchin' gotta stop Put it in the water, rot, we don't really talk a lot Meet him at the parking lot, pull up and I make the drop Count the money, shake the spot, damn, this whole block is hot And we all got a firearm Do a show, set off fire alarms (Cloudy) Big Berner really clockin' 2019, I want every single option [Chorus: Berner & Mozzy] We really active if the check right I'm noddin' off at the red light Seen too many come and go But your boy still here, I'm just glad to see another year Yeah, lil' fifty thousand on my neck, right? VVS's fuckin' up her left eye, yeah Ayy, free the killers on the tier We done shed a hundred tears, Lord knows they ain't happy there [Verse 2: Mozzy] Yeah, we been on the road with the bags Got a load for that ass, fallin' asleep, finna crash Couple P's in the dash Slide mission, Lil Dime and 'nem died trippin' Ayy, you gon' get your hands dirty in this line of business Or you gon' get your shit noodled, you don't mind your business Two time strike offended, and you know we ridin' with it I just lost my youngin, watch 'em go from boys to men Stranded in the trenches, just tryna avoid the pen Tryna avoid the family too, hate me for what I did Tryna avoid my family who hate me for how I live You ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' if you ain't takin' no trips You ain't talkin' 'bout nothin' if you ain't bangin' no sticks Mercedes is on my wrist, authorities on my dick I'm bangin' off the rip, just regular gangster shit Starin' at your grave like, "Niggas gon' pay for this" It hurt to know your daughters won't see your facials again Lil' brother facin' like 10, he ain't takin' a 10 I'll file with CPS, like, "You ain't takin' my kids" Them people finally see it, that's just how niggas is They killin' by where we live, it's killers who's truly missed I do this shit for my moms, so she ain't gotta wash the piss off the toilet seat To see the way they slavin' been destroyin' me For real though, most importantly, I do this for my section It's the Fourth in me We gotta get it right and do it cordially [Chorus: Berner & Mozzy] We really active if the check right I'm noddin' off at the red light Seen too many come and go But your boy still here, I'm just glad to see another year Yeah, lil' fifty thousand on my neck, right? VVS's fuckin' up her left eye, yeah Ayy, free the killers on the tier We done shed a hundred tears, Lord knows they ain't happy there