Freeway (Prohibition, Pt. 3. 2016)

Текст песни Paul Wall feat B-Real, Berner - Freeway (Prohibition, Pt. 3. 2016)

Freeway Lyrics[Chorus: Berner]
We make it look easy
How we get all this money from the weed game
These cats wanna be me
But they can't, there's only one me, mane
I'm smoking on the freeway
I'm smoking on the freeway
I'm smoking on the freeway

[Verse 1: Berner]
I'm sorry if [?]
We burning bags watching time fly
Presidential with the Champagne face
[?] goddamb race
Credit card with no limit
We bury bags in the hills when we come out to visit
And all my fam push like me too
We chop game over good weed and sea food
My boy in the A hit me, he need two
And he just wanna burn good weed like me too
We take risks just to taste this
Cops pull me over, but today he ain't say shit
[Chorus: Berner]
We make it look easy
How we get all this money from the weed game
These cats wanna be me
But they can't, there's only one me, mane
I'm smoking on the freeway
I'm smoking on the freeway
I'm smoking on the freeway

[Verse 2: B-Real]
[?] starstruck
[?] like Starbucks
This joint goes hard as fuck
Powered by the flower that be blowing up
So lovely, the strain, bitches all love me
Bring the booth to the party, gets all ugly
California dreamer, whip a Benz, not a Beemer
Y'all wanna be down, a street teamer
Only one rule, only one fual
Only one tool, only one pool
Hope it ain't you, you ain't cool
No haters alloud, you bitches ain't true

[Chorus: Berner]
We make it look easy
How we get all this money from the weed game
These cats wanna be me
But they can't, there's only one me, mane
I'm smoking on the freeway
I'm smoking on the freeway
I'm smoking on the freeway