BernieV 4MF - Despair (feat. YBTM & J. Rico)

I had a dream with my niggas
But this ain't no Martin Luther way they keeping the peace
Fuck around and just go platinum
With all the shit in the vault I ain't get to release
She tried to play me I got a new bitch and another
To show her they all come in threes
Want me to wife her or put a ring on it
That shit is a dub man that bitch for the streets
Down on her knees she ain't losing no balance
She end in a split so you know that she valid
We had some dreams from the crib to a palace
She saw that I'm dressing I'm tossing her salad
Xannys the Perkys for me
Remember I took me like three
My vision was clouded
OB and Bernie absurd I need 'em I give 'em the word
I know that they about it
Think that I'm incredible, sick i need me some Theraflu
Talking all that shit nigga fuck up for I embarrass you
Remember I was geeking and tweaking all off a edible
Winning all my life thinking fuck I need me a L or two
Said it felt like heaven I'm thinking fuck it what hell' do
I be on her mind all the time unforgettable
Two shots in throwing ass back
Like 4 days later getting flashbacks, okay
Yeah first things first know we getting to the business
Me and my twin like Ripley's, Guinness
Why ra ra when it's nothing to get busy
Me and my dogs ain't known to be friendly
Wide body boss when they step into the building
Nigga might pop up with a off white bitch
Nigga might pop like some off sights shits
Offsite bitch I be offsite quick
Brother know the code it's a alright slim
Be's in that zone when it's all night in
Never had to say it we was all life in
Still talk money, still walk right in
SB born to be more than life men
We touch a beat peep the vibes hit the roof
Fuck is outside but getting money getting loot
Back in that bitch I been back in that traffic
Fuck is the word bitch I move so assertive
Why do these birds always feel so deserving
Why do she keep trying to give me her cervix
It's not just her it's her friend I'm averting
I had to get me a moment of earnest
Call up my brotherhood they send the word up
Really I 6 it ain't talkin bout murder
Bitch we them niggas yeah fuck what you heard of
Man I love all my bros YBTM, J. Rico
We was little shorties on our toes staring out the peep hole
Only spitting bars we not worried about no c-note
Repping 4MF looking something like the Beatles
They tried to leave us in despair
They had no idea we was prepared
Bernard the brave bear I am never scared
Bitch I'm coming for the throne and I ain't playing fair
Soon to be the big bros, you know them niggas upstairs
We done paid all the dues, now we finna break
We done put in work, we was never playing
The way that I'm made you would never understand
I been cut from a different cloth
Matter fact I been saved by, the cross
Manifested that all the blessings that I, done saw
If you ever been against me then I know that you salty
Despair, Despair, Despair, Despair
Me and my brothers don't believe in these bitches
Only religion is to chase the riches
Oh despair

Written by:
Bernard Adu Boahen, Joseph Boamah, Obarima Boachie-Mensah

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Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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