Berner, Problem, Wiz Khalifa - Night & Day lyrics
Wiz Khalifa [Cameron Jibril Thomaz] Minot, North Dakota/Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Berner, Problem, Wiz Khalifa - Night & Day lyrics]
This rap game to me is like a pot a gold
Especially when it's a fact I just
Smoked more than I done sold never fold
Stay in my mold bro it's winning time
A rottweiler couldn't keep me
From the finish line and I'm scared of dogs
But I ain't scared of ya'll
Slick as Armor All living life
Till the father call
Ya the money tall, but it ain't tall enough
Say you wanted thunder, what's that number
I'll call your bluff
Taking shots blocka blocka had a pill with it
We in Vegas ace of spades playa deal with it
Enemies turn frenimies once the real get it
Don't wanna hit your joint if
There ain't kill in it
Wiz a real nigga, on my momma though
It's a problem no Twitter
Better follow though
You better follow us, if you follow though
(Money, clothes, grinder full
Lot of chronic smoke)
Cus getting rich and being broke's
Like night and day
That's why I'll probably drink and
Smoke my life away
Don't worry about what they think or
What they might could say
I just wake up in the morning
Like it's time to get paid
They love you then they hate you
That's the price you pay
Got all my haters mad feeling
Some type of way
Tried to fall back from the
Gym but it ain't work
Nigga try to pull back on
Their spending they pockets hurting
Khalifa man so many bars I should be tending
68' soon as I start it you hear the engine
It's been a while since I done popped up
But since I did my bank up
Big wrist got rocked up
My clothes off the runway
Lables let me do what I want
And my money come as easy as Sunday
Started out of state doing shows
Now we leaving the country
My niggas got my back like gun play
I'm rolling up the most expensive
Weed that I can find
And if you're looking for me you
Can find me on my grind
You niggas stealing swag
It ain't hard to tell it's mine
I'm rolling up them zags
It ain't hard to smell it's mine
Ain't open up the bag
But still you can tell it's fire
I just spent $30
000 on a watch I can tell it shine
But don't even tell the time
Cus getting rich and being broke's
Like night and day
That's why I'll probably drink and
Smoke my life away
Don't worry about what they think or
What they might could say
I just wake up in the morning
Like it's time to get paid
They love you then they hate you
That's the price you pay
Got all my haters mad feeling
Some type of way
I tried to step away from the game
I couldn't leave for the last twelve years
I've been hustling weed
Ain't no future but ain't nothing for free
A bunch of friends turn phony
It ain't nothing to me
Pretty girl on her knees, I'm in Beliz
And a baby blue ocean just enjoying my trees
Look, I already made it, all this is a plus
Take your fingertip and dip it in
A bag full of dust
Take a half a mill cash buried in my yard
A lot of rappers go broke tryna be who we are
All these cars in front of my crib
Look like a club
But I don't care about none of the fame
Just give me drugs all white with invisible
VVS stones glowing all over my neck
Being rich and being broke is
Like night and day
I bet a lot of haters want
To take my life away
Cus getting rich and being broke's
Like night and day
That's why I'll probably drink and
Smoke my life away
Don't worry about what they think or
What they might could say
I just wake up in the morning
Like it's time to get paid
They love you then they hate you
That's the price you pay
Got all my haters mad feeling
Some type of way
Especially when it's a fact I just
Smoked more than I done sold never fold
Stay in my mold bro it's winning time
A rottweiler couldn't keep me
From the finish line and I'm scared of dogs
But I ain't scared of ya'll
Slick as Armor All living life
Till the father call
Ya the money tall, but it ain't tall enough
Say you wanted thunder, what's that number
I'll call your bluff
Taking shots blocka blocka had a pill with it
We in Vegas ace of spades playa deal with it
Enemies turn frenimies once the real get it
Don't wanna hit your joint if
There ain't kill in it
Wiz a real nigga, on my momma though
It's a problem no Twitter
Better follow though
You better follow us, if you follow though
(Money, clothes, grinder full
Lot of chronic smoke)
Cus getting rich and being broke's
Like night and day
That's why I'll probably drink and
Smoke my life away
Don't worry about what they think or
What they might could say
I just wake up in the morning
Like it's time to get paid
They love you then they hate you
That's the price you pay
Got all my haters mad feeling
Some type of way
Tried to fall back from the
Gym but it ain't work
Nigga try to pull back on
Their spending they pockets hurting
Khalifa man so many bars I should be tending
68' soon as I start it you hear the engine
It's been a while since I done popped up
But since I did my bank up
Big wrist got rocked up
My clothes off the runway
Lables let me do what I want
And my money come as easy as Sunday
Started out of state doing shows
Now we leaving the country
My niggas got my back like gun play
I'm rolling up the most expensive
Weed that I can find
And if you're looking for me you
Can find me on my grind
You niggas stealing swag
It ain't hard to tell it's mine
I'm rolling up them zags
It ain't hard to smell it's mine
Ain't open up the bag
But still you can tell it's fire
I just spent $30
000 on a watch I can tell it shine
But don't even tell the time
Cus getting rich and being broke's
Like night and day
That's why I'll probably drink and
Smoke my life away
Don't worry about what they think or
What they might could say
I just wake up in the morning
Like it's time to get paid
They love you then they hate you
That's the price you pay
Got all my haters mad feeling
Some type of way
I tried to step away from the game
I couldn't leave for the last twelve years
I've been hustling weed
Ain't no future but ain't nothing for free
A bunch of friends turn phony
It ain't nothing to me
Pretty girl on her knees, I'm in Beliz
And a baby blue ocean just enjoying my trees
Look, I already made it, all this is a plus
Take your fingertip and dip it in
A bag full of dust
Take a half a mill cash buried in my yard
A lot of rappers go broke tryna be who we are
All these cars in front of my crib
Look like a club
But I don't care about none of the fame
Just give me drugs all white with invisible
VVS stones glowing all over my neck
Being rich and being broke is
Like night and day
I bet a lot of haters want
To take my life away
Cus getting rich and being broke's
Like night and day
That's why I'll probably drink and
Smoke my life away
Don't worry about what they think or
What they might could say
I just wake up in the morning
Like it's time to get paid
They love you then they hate you
That's the price you pay
Got all my haters mad feeling
Some type of way