paroles de chanson My Spot - Berner , De La Ghetto

My Spot

Berner

Yeah
De La Geezy, what's up, baby?
Ah
This is my spot

Countin' chicken, they ain't fuckin' with my vision
It feels good to be free over there than not living
How many friends I gotta lose? It's too vivid
Mouth full of blood, all he said was "My children"
Then his eyes shut, I've been thinking about the homie
Took the bottle 'fore I fire up
I'm sick of being tied up, tell 'em I'ma need my cut
25 M's in the bank, I still [?]
They said they wanna push [?] in the new stage
Already locked the game down, tell 'em that it's too late
Tell 'em this is my spot, yeah, I'm on my JO-B
Kingping but I stay low-key (I stay low)
Why the feds wanna stay on me? (I wonder why)
'Cause I sold coke and went and bought a new boat
The radio don't play me 'cause I'm too dope
They love it when I pull up with the new smoke
Billion dollars Berner, I'm on a new hype
Turn nothing into something, true [?]
Let the city know, I'm too high
Love the crime, but I'm not tryna do time