Berner - Night & Day lyrics

[Verse 1: Problem] This rap game to me is like a pot a gold Especially when it's a fact I just smoked more than I done sold Never fold, stay in my mold bro it's winning time A rottweiler couldn't keep me from the finish line And I'm scared of dogs, but I ain't scared of ya'll Slick as armor all living life till the father call Ya the money tall, but it ain't tall enough Say you wanted thunder, what's that number, I'll call your bluff Taking shots blocka blocka had a [?] with it We in Vegas ace of spades playa deal with it Enemies turn frenimies once the real get it Don't wanna hit your joint if there ain't k** in it Wiz a real n***a, on my momma though It's a problem no Twitter, better follow though You better follow us, if you follow though (Money, clothes, grinder full, lot of chronic smoke) [Hook: Wiz Khaifa] Cus getting rich and being broke's like night and day That's why I'll probably drink and smoke my life away Don't worry about what they think or what they might could say I just wake up in the morning like it's time to get paid They love you then they hate you that's the price you pay Got all my haters mad feeling some type of way [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] Tried to fall back from the gym but it ain't work n***a try to pull back on their spending they pockets hurting Khalifa man so many bars I should be tending 68' soon as I start it you hear the engine It's been a while since I done popped up But since I did my bank up big wrist got rocked up My clothes off the runway, lables let me do what I want And my money come as easy as Sunday Started out of state doing shows now we leaving the country My n***as got my back like gun play I'm rolling up the most expensive weed that I can find And if you're looking for me you can find me on my grind You n***as stealing swag, it ain't hard to tell it's mine I'm rolling up them zags, it ain't hard to smell it's mine Ain't open up the bag, but still you can tell it's fire I just spent $30,000 on a watch I can tell it shine But don't even tell the time [Hook] [Verse 3: Berner] I tried to step away from the game, I couldn't leave For the last twelve years I've been hustling weed Ain't no future [?] but ain't nothing for free A bunch of friends turn phony it ain't nothing to me [?] pretty girl on her knees, I'm in Beliz And a baby blue ocean just enjoying my trees Look, I already made it, all this is a plus Take your fingertip and dip it in a bag full of dust Take a half a mill cash buried in my yard A lot of rappers go broke tryna be who we are All these cars in front of my crib, look like a club But I don't care about none of the fame, just give me d** All white [?] with invisible [?] VVS stones glowing all over my neck Being rich and being broke is like night and day I bet a lot of haters want to take my life away [Hook]