Night & Day (Explicit) - Berner/Wiz Khalifa/Problem

Lyrics by：Gilbert Milam

Problem：

This rap game to me is like a pot of gold

Especially when it's fat

I ain't smoked more than I done sold

Never fall stay in my mode bro it's winning time

A Rottweiler couldn't keep me from the finish line

A Rottweiler couldn't keep me from the finish line

A Rottweiler couldn't keep me from the finish line

And I'm scared of dogs but I ain't scared of yall

Slick and I'm a raw livin life till our Father call

Yea the money tall but it ain't tall enough

Say you want a thunder what's that number I'll call your bluff

Say you want a thunder what's that number I'll call your bluff

Say you want a thunder what's that number I'll call your bluff

Taking shots Blocka Blocka had a peer with it

We in Vegas ace of spading play a deal with it

Enemies turn frienemies once the real get it

Don't wanna hit yo joint if it ain't chill in it

Where's a real n***a on my mama though

Instant problem no Twitter better follow though

You better follow us if you falling though

Money clothes grinding 4 lot of chronic smoke

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 a thing doing what the mic say

I just wake up in the morning like it's time to get paid

They love you and they hate you that's the price you pay

Got all my haters man feeling some type a way

Wiz Khaifa：

Tried to fallback from the gym but it ain't work

N***as try to pull back when they spinning they pockets swerving

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 thing got big and wrist got rocked up

My clothes off the runway the labels let me do what I want

And my money come as easy as Sunday

Started out estate doing shows now we leaving the country

My n***as got my back like gunplay

I'm rolling up the most expensive w**d that I could find

And if you looking for me you can find me on my grind

I'm rolling up the most expensive w**d that I could find

And if you looking for me you can find me on my grind

I'm rolling up the most expensive w**d that I could find

And if you looking for me you can find me on my grind

You n***as steal the 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 opened up the back but so you could tell it's fowl

Like that spend 30 grand on a watch I could tell the shine

But don't even tell the time

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 a thing doing what the mic say

I just wake up in the morning like it's time to get paid

They love you and they hate you that's the price you pay

Got all my haters man feeling some type a way

Berner：

I tried to step away from the game I couldn't leave

For the last 12 years I've been hustling w**d

Ain't a future in the game but there ain't nothing for free

A bunch friends turned phony it ain't nothing to me

A bunch friends turned phony it ain't nothing to me

A bunch friends turned phony it ain't nothing to me

I'm getting cheese pretty girl in Elize

I'm in Belize in the 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 and bury it in my yard

A lot of rappers go broke tryna be who we are

All these cars out in front of my crib look like a club

But I don't care about none of the fame just give me tags

All white gold with invisible set

VVS stones growing all over my neck

Getting rich and being broke's like night and day

I bet a bunch of haters wanna take my life away aye

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 a thing doing what the mic say

I just wake up in the morning like it's time to get paid

They love you and they hate you that's the price you pay

Got all my haters man feeling some type a way