Problems Berner

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[Hook]
More money, more problems
More bitches, more bottles
More bottles, more bitches
More money, more problems
I was brought up this way
I was brought up this way, yeah
More money, more problems
More bitches, more clips
More clips full of hallows
More money, more problems
I'm a product of the Bay
I was brought up, brought up, brought up, yeah
[Verse 1]
More money, yeah you'll see true colours
I'm runnin' through rubbers, this is nothin' new to us
I'm tryna' trade these old 20's out for blue hunnits
I got a spot and I know, let my crew run it
I'm tryna' vibe on a island and my phone ringin'
Fuck ya problems, I'm tryna' fight my own demons
I wish we all had it good but we don't
So go and do somethin' on your own
Yeah, more money, more girls
More people in my world, white plates with the pearl
And I don't even flex 'cause cats get emo
And where were y'all at when my mom's started chemo?
When I was down, just a few came around
I only needed 5k to take my mama outta town
My big homie was a clown, he's broke and lost now
Dig another hole in the ground, it's more problems