Berner – All lyrics

You can have it all
You can have it all
You can have it all
You can have it all

When I was young I was told to ball. Money hidden in the wall
I stand tall, I could never fall
I started small and told my girl (you can have it all)
50 karats on to show it off
New watch, new drop
Fuck 'em all, I live above the law
I move 'em all with one call

[Verse 1: Berner]
My phones ringing
My chromes singing
Bullets sting while he bleeds
I'll be home leaning
I'm in a foreign speeding
Top floor of the four seasons
Yeah we got the whole floor reeking
Give me more, give me more
Four gold pieces
Coke money got you and your hoe speechless
Nights without sleep
5 AM 2 stripper girls in my sheets
I'm somewhere in the east counting paper
I gave him 50 on the front and told him pay me later
Got a hollow for a hater, a slug for a sucker, young gunners that'll kill for a real drug smuggler
I have it all
Three places beat three cases
Briefcases full of white mens faces
Take this white cup taste it
And tell me how you feel when you wake up
(You can have it all)



[Hook]
When I was young I was told to ball
Money hidden in the wall
I stand tall, I could never fall
I started small and told my girl (you can have it all)
50 karats on to show it off
New watch, new drop
Fuck 'em all, I live above the law
I move 'em all with one call


[Verse 2: Chevy Woods]
Glass dick smokers, 20 piece hole in the wall
One a'int wanna fight for it, told him I'ma smoke it all
Club chilling blowing green we against the wall
We came to party but trip this clip

[Hook]



[Verse 3: Berner]
Gold Rolex, gold ropes on my neck
Pockets full of blue shit that'll end all stress
In a minute I'ma send all ten
I just got the word I wish never read that text
In the mix for a while [??]
5 each, if I move these I'ma buy the [??]
And before I hit the road its time to ball
40 shows, 5 grand each? Shit thats kinda raw
Coke dealers love my shit, yeah they give me props
I just wanna live forever like Big and Pac
Ain't nothing cool about getting shot
My homie droopie got hit
They told him he would never walk
This the city where I'm from where the powder makes the cokeheads numb
FlyYou better keep bullets in that gun
Two shots'll make his bitch ass run