Fork in the Road - Berner

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 sold

With all this hate around me, I don’t even understand

How another man can worry 'bout another man

You out buyin' belts and shit, I’m buyin' rubber bands

I’m tryna' turn this dirty money to 100Ms

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 shit 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 shit is worldwide

I’m in Spain sellin' seeds of the Cherry Pie

30 mil for a brandin' deal, shit 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

You know all this shit I seen, it got my heart so cold

Lettin' go 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

Life is crazy, rollin' up this Y, it’s so tastey

Took a pill, yeah, that’s why I’m lazy

I used to get the pie 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 Skunk

With a little pretty bitch, come on baby, let me fuck

My own homeboy even try and set me up

He got himself shot in the ass, homie, step it up

Yeah, I come from real dope game money

'Cause rap shit’s cool but the dope game love me

Yeah, rest in peace to the J. A

I’m smokin' joints to the neck, drinkin' Tanqueray

Yeah, ridin' crazy on the Golden Gate Bridge

And when it’s my time to go, look after my kids

Yeah

You know all this shit I seen, it got my heart so cold

Lettin' go 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