Free Berner & Styles P

[Verse 1: Berner]
Six cribs, I put 'em in my kid's name
Eighteen wheeler, play with big weight
I wake up early, go and get paid
Why you takin' pictures of your jewelry if your shit fake?
We live a life that most can't relate to
All the women and the weed, yeah, I'm thankful
And when you're doing good then they hate you
Stay true to the game, don't let it change you
Three joints to the head, I'm on straight Gin
One time for the homies in the state pen
Ride the Rolls-Royce like its stolen
Cut down in October, leave my whole crop frozen
Bitch is choosin' but I ain't got time
Stash spot got a new Glock nine
Cadillac, limo tint, all black
Why they mad at me? 'Cause they can't bounce back
I took a five piece and doubled that two times
My O.G. plug love me, hates when I switch lines
California weed smoke
And if you hatin' on Bern, you can kiss the Desert Eagle

[Chorus: Berner]
Switch lanes, yeah I drive with my knee
I'm in the fast lane rollin' my tree
Top down, I'm enjoyin' the breeze
They like Bern, what's the number for me?
(But ain't nothin' for free)
Ain't nothin', ain't nothin' for free
Ain't nothin', ain't nothin' for free
(But ain't nothin', but ain't nothin')
Ain't nothin', ain't nothin' for free
Ain't nothin', ain't nothin' for free
But ain't nothin' for free