Berner, Ampichino - Breathe/Dreaming lyrics

[Berner, Ampichino - Breathe/Dreaming lyrics]

Breathe breathe, I can't see
It's cloudy in my whip
I've been rollin' up weed it help me breathe
This cold street's got me goin' crazy
I can't sleep
I really need to breathe, this shit's deep
They got it on camera, told the police
I can't breathe, they kill him anyway
I guess that's how it is
And we just wanna live i can't breathe

Jealousy and greed, lemon tree and lean
In a 7 series Bimm, feelin' like the king
Watchin' teens die, on my television screen
Riots in the streets
You hear the pain when she screams
In this life though
Rifles right where I sleep
I'm on a mission, had a vision
Nine flights in a week get your digit's up
Pistols hidden in the cut
Glass piece look like a sippy cup, half gram
50 bucks we push wax like crack in the '80s
And I flip packs, ridin' brand new Mercedes
The good smoke, few bitches give me money
Cause they love me, two Asians and a bunny
All this pressure got me stressin'
And I'm chainsmokin' in my section
Smith & Wesson
Keep the weapon cause I'm flexin'
And these broke boys keep on textin'
It makes it hard to breathe

Breathe, I can't see it's cloudy in my whip
I've been rollin' up weed it help me breathe
This cold street's got me goin' crazy
I can't sleep
I really need to breathe, this shit's deep
They got it on camera, told the police
I can't breathe, they kill him anyway
I guess that's how it is
And we just wanna live i can't breathe

Fuck rap, I'm a legend in the game
And I can't believe I ain't
Sittin' in the cage
Gucci frames, top down, screaming
"Money ain't a thing"
Coke rocks had us up all night in the rain
Look at now, barely smile
Ain't slept in a while
Money wild, on my kitchen counter
Haters in denial got a club in the city
They just try and shut us down
Well I'm rich and still ride
Around with 20 pounds
Out of town, feds wanna hunt us down
Underground, blow a couple hundred thou'
This the lifestyle, but damn
It catch up quick bet this pack gon' flip
Berner snatch your bitch
Dirty money, I'm just tryna make it clean
And I pray to God every day to stay free
On the interstate 5, in a Jeep with a ki
CHP right behind me, take a deep breath

Breathe, I can't see it's cloudy in my whip
I've been rollin' up weed it help me breathe
This cold street's got me goin' crazy
I can't sleep
I really need to breathe, this shit's deep
They got it on camera, told the police
I can't breathe, they kill him anyway
I guess that's how it is
And we just wanna live i can't breathe

I think I'm goin' insane
Searchin' for excuses but there's
No one to blame
Fuck fame, in the game, movin' caine faster
But, I got my last name from a slave master
What's wrong with this world? They're
Try and blame rappers
I guess we're the reason
For cocaine traffickin'
We go to jail, they toast, champagne blasters
They say happiness is just pain backwards
My homie asked me what's in the afterlife
After death
Do you go to Heaven if you clap and shit?
I told him only Allah could answer it
He cocked his strap and said it's
Back to this trappin' shit
Spit dumb, my tongue be on some acra-shit
It's jewels in my music
You gotta cast the shit
Bar after bar, I'm so passionate
You can't breathe
My words deadly as cancer is

Breathe, I can't see it's cloudy in my whip
I've been rollin' up weed it help me breathe
This cold street's got me goin' crazy
I can't sleep
I really need to breathe, this shit's deep
They got it on camera, told the police
I can't breathe, they kill him anyway
I guess that's how it is
And we just wanna live i can't breathe

Hand full of cash man these rap dudes broke
140 for the Benz on the highway floatin'
My eyes stay low off of high grade dope
So baby gotta pay me and I gotta go
Talkin' numbers on my phone'll
Get you smacked this rap money's cool but
I'd rather sell packs
Washin' money with white men
Them suit's give me checks for my loot
Stripper girls on my phone gettin' nude
(Man she kinda cute, but shit)
If she ain't talkin' 'bout cash
Then I gotta pass
Your baby daddy really just want an autograph
Grow rooms, shows for a couple months
My club in Sacramento got the city goin' nuts
This is how I live
Wake up in the morning with
Two girls by my side, 40 messages
On my phone, dirty pictures and kisses
I got 26 bitches and I love 'em the same
That's real talk

Am I dreaming, tell me am I dreaming?
I just bought a European
Am I dreaming, tell me am I dreaming?
Fly bitches, all this money that I bring in
Am I dreaming, tell me am I dreaming?
Weed lit, I just took about three Xans
Am I dreaming, tell me am I dreaming?

Keep the weed lit, what a mean flip
6 Ps, 12 Gs in my jeans, shit
I had this shit jumpin' in '09
Back when out of town workin' was gold mine
First batch of KK, yeah I brought it
Me and Wiz smoked out
Ask Snoop if Bern really got it
Burned pounds with B real
Me and B legit hand counted three mil'
Like really though 18, I had silly dough
31, sittin' on 12 milli though
Got your ex girlfriend in my video
She's drunk, she even let her titties show
Bern get money out these pretty hoes
Give me everything, baby I'll make it rain
I'll make 'em cry when they hear
The song with your name
Dirty pictures and kisses
I got 26 bitches and they drive me insane
It's real talk

Am I dreaming, tell me am I dreaming?
I just bought a European
Am I dreaming, tell me am I dreaming?
Fly bitches, all this money that I bring in
Am I dreaming, tell me am I dreaming?
Weed lit, I just took about three Xans
Am I dreaming, tell me am I dreaming?

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