Dream Berner

[Intro]
(I got Traxx on this)

[Chorus]
When you winnin', then everything feelin' like a dream
When you winnin', then everything feelin' like a dream
When you winnin', then everything feelin' like a dream
When you winnin', then everything feelin' like a dream

[Verse 1]
It's hangin' from my fingers but the stem snaps
Fuck a box, I'm back to movin' ten packs
Small batch, you could tell by the way it smoke
My fingers smell like cereal, à la mode
Dirt roads and no bars on my cell
I'm in the Hills shoppin', prayin' that this shit sell
Cold starts, drop some cold water on the nail
I could eyeball a zip, I don't need a scale
Recession-proof, I turned thirty into three hundred
I turned the whole world out, blessings keep coming
The hash look like cream, what a dream
Breakin' down weed, I'm on the cover of the magazine
Is this really life? Shit, it has to be
I been through some shit, just avoidin' casualty
Another check came, fuck a salary
And roll another one, fuck reality