Berner - Fork In the Road lyrics

[Verse 1] I'm thinkin' 'bout my mom, will I go the same way? Lost a 50 pack and got raided on the same day Nightmares, I just try and smoke the pain away Dropped my daughter off, now I'm loaded tryna make a play I'm thinkin' 'bout the money, got me stressin', I ain't trippin' though Low key, on my burner phone tryna get it solved With all this hate around me, I don't even understand How another man can worry 'bout another man You out buyin' belts and sh**, I'm buyin' rubber bands I'm tryna turn this dirty money to 100 Ms And I don't even bust a move if it's under 10 I'm paranoid, I can never trust again Trust me, real life, this sh** been ugly I remember bein' broke with nobody to front me If I take all 10, what kinda deal can you cut me? They used to laugh, they thought it was funny Tables turned, now the Bern sh** is worldwide I'm in Spain sellin' seas to the cherry pie 30 mil for a brandin' deal, that sh** is nice You only get one shot, I'ma live it twice I'm on the tables out in Vegas, yellin' at the dice The same ones that used to laugh, want a better price The road been a lil funny, I'ma let 'em fly And if I die young, I swear to God at least I did it right [Hook] You know all this sh** I seen, it got my heart so cold Lettin' so of my mother's hands, they were so cold So cold, so cold, so cold, yeah So cold, so cold, so cold, yeah More forks in the road I just hope I go quick when it's my time to go [Verse 2] This life is crazy, rollin' up, that's why I'm so tasty Took a pill, yeah that's why I'm lazy I used to eat the pies straight outta AZ My cousin called me, he said, "Bern, dog, pay me" I was doin' bad, I can't even front Glock in the stash box, 2 bricks in the trunk The Henny got me drunk, I'm smokin' lemon skunt With a little pretty b**h, come on baby, let me f** My own home boy even try and set me up He got himself shot in the a** so he step it up Yeah, I come from real dope gang money This rap sh**'s cool but the dope gang love me Yeah, rest in peace to the JA I'm smokin' joints to the neck, drinkin' Tangore Yeah, ridin' crazy on the Golden Gate Bridge And when it's my time to go, look after my kids [Hook] You know all this sh** I seen, it got my heart so cold Lettin' so of my mother's hands, they were so cold So cold, so cold, so cold, yeah So cold, so cold, so cold, yeah More forks in the road I just hope I go quick when it's my time to go