Pull Me In (Explicit)

Pull Me In (把我拉進來) (Explicit) - Berner/Trae Tha Truth

Berner：

They wonder why I would ever leave the game

'Cause they was speakin' on me when them people came

I just want the money I don't need the fame

And RIP to the Jack the band never be the same JA

The d**e game it tried to pull me in

I was countin' coc*ine money with Peruvians

Tryna shake broke b**ches yeah I'm on the move again

Back to sendin' boxes out I turn two to ten

Man this money feel good but it's temporarily

This sh*t don't last I'm smokin' at the cemetary

Thinkin' about my homeboys the sh*t we did was legendary

I be spendin' outdoor money all February

Every time I leave they try to pull me in

Headshots dead bodies though

I'm tired of losin' friends

Phone clickin' ** money got me on the move again

Freedom nah that's somethin' I can't lose again

Every time I leave they try to pull me in

Headshots dead bodies though

I'm tired of losin' friends

Phone clickin' ** money got me on the move again

Freedom nah that's somethin' I can't lose again

When I die will they forget my name

And don't cry 'cause I don't miss the pain

I love my daughter yeah I miss her face

Lil bro got me make sure the kids are safe

All the drama tryna pull me in

F**k you too yeah go ahead and lose with them

You with the sh*t

Go ahead and prove it then

We keep cannons stray bullets on the loose again

I'm in my Benz ridin' through Marin

Blue pills duffel bags full of big blue bills to spend

When we touch down we open up boxes

I'mma ball all summer with my profit

We live to die young

Every time I leave they try to pull me in

Headshots dead bodies though

I'm tired of losin' friends

Phone clickin' ** money got me on the move again

Freedom nah that's somethin' I can't lose again

Every time I leave they try to pull me in

Headshots dead bodies though

I'm tired of losin' friends

Phone clickin' ** money got me on the move again

Freedom nah that's somethin' I can't lose again

Trae Tha Truth：

Next to God I got no fear

All I lost it's been a cold year

Pain got me numb ain't no more tears

Pray to fly away but ain't no lears

Thinkin' about Jack I'm thinkin' about my brother

Think he doin' life I'd hate to be my mother

Homie say they love us why they undercover

Talkin' to the people came up from the gutta

F**k 'em I stay out of their way

No love I ride around with the K

God got me in the night I don't pray

Gotta to what's best for Trae

Used to be a cool ni**a

All that f**k sh*t turned me into a fool ni**a

Sh*t real I can show you what to do ni**a

That's 1 triple 0 times 2 ni**a

In the field with that late night no lights

For my niggas in the pen give no kites

Tryna win ni**a f**k seeing slow nights

I ain't tryna hear sh*t ni**a show right

Haters I don't understand them

I'm tryna live I'm tryna see that Phantom

Look at this wrist I dropped a 100 band on

King of the city why they wanna ban him

Berner：

Every time I leave they try to pull me in

Headshots dead bodies though

I'm tired of losin' friends

Phone clickin' ** money got me on the move again

Freedom nah that's somethin' I can't lose again

Every time I leave they try to pull me in

Headshots dead bodies though

I'm tired of losin' friends

Phone clickin' ** money got me on the move again

Freedom nah that's somethin' I can't lose again