Well Connected - Berner

Yeah

It’s about 5:30 in the morning

I’m on my fifth zone right now

A lot of motherfuckers upset with me

It’s cause I work harder than them

I got better producers than them

It’s cause I love what the fuck I do

It ain’t for the money

I got money motherfucker

They see me sittin' up high, they wanna take me off the top

And when I pull to their spot I see 'em waiting round the block

Them gold teeth in his mouth gettin rusty like his gun

This .45 will hold 8, but I only need one

One shot why waste another bullet on a bum?

They hate me, cuz they don’t get no fuckin money where I’m from, fuck em

Pull up to Atlanta with a few dozen

I’m in my hotel room, I’m tryna move some

They don’t trap, they just rap, they don’t do nothin

I’m counting dope money I ain’t through hustlin

30 g’s from 2 keys and that’s a great price

And I ain’t talkin sharks when I say I got that great white

I ain’t the haze type, but I got a great lime

32 for the grapes, «What that cherry taste like?»

That’s what they ask me when they see me on the streets, uh

Big body Benz sittin on chrome feet

They wanna kill me, wanna take away my dream

They see me, I’m movin' mean, yeah I got it all from cream

Went from trains to trucks to planes to boats

I’m floatin on the ocean with major coke

I’m well connected, my team is well protected

Invested a lot of money in weapons, my Smith and Wesson

Will hold me down so I ain’t even stressin'

And let him try me, I’ma teach his ass a lesson

Flip a bird or two, show em what the Berner do

For a little bit of nothin they will come and murder you

I’m gettin money they see me, they wanna touch me, they try me

These bullets flyin… now the sidewalk is bloody

I’m into bitches with money that keep me fitted, they want me

They try and kiss me (now that’s what I call trickin)

I went from Florida to Georgia then back to Phoenix

I’m in Cali where that purp is the cheapest

And the girls pay up to just to come and see us

They treat us like kings and so that pussy just to please us

You call it pimpin, me I call it gettin' right

Buy that thing for 32 let it go for 65

Get me high, get me high

Someone roll that Platinum up

I’ma have to step on it then I’m gonna wrap em up

They wanna kill me well they better have aim

It’s Berner the kush man, and I’m a legend in this game