Pac Vibes - Berner, Cozmo

You understand we had a

We didn’t have to become tough guys or fall by the wayside

You could ask your big homie about us we run shit

Got a car full of killers on some dumb shit

Learn young how to hustle and make the funds flip

Mafia ties you move wrong and the gun click

Lay low where the hollows and load

Where we from we don’t talk, no, we follow the code

Ain’t no coming back once you cross eyes

I got mob ties, no lie this beat giving me Pac vibes

I could with my eyes closed

One day, I’m in three different timezones

And really I don’t like phones I’d rather me in person

300 000 dollar bags, no Birkin, put the bags out and burp them

They smelled a little fresh (A little fresh)

I should have paid a little less

I’m connecting around the world you should see the roller decks

Five pounds to the head my growers are the best

You ever put somebody on and watch it go to the handler

Someone in the eyes when they knew that they were dead

If they fucked up the money didn’t come back with the bread

Fuck the funny vibe when you text me left them on read

You could ask your big homie about us we run shit

Got a car full of killers on some dumb shit

Learn young how to hustle and make the funds flip

Mafia ties you move wrong and the gun click

Lay low where the hollows and load

Where we from we don’t talk, no, we follow the code

Ain’t no coming back once you cross eyes

I got mob ties, no lie this beat giving me Pac vibes

I just made a million with my eyes closed

I pray when my time comes that I’m gon' die slow

I’m up thinkin'

It’s like I hear the clock tickin'

Let’s see who fall when the plot thicken

Ask your big homie we really call shots

He just went down in vegas made us all hot (Damn)

Keep your mouth closed or never breathe again

It’s all a family around me I don’t need a friend

Offshore accounts I put a good amount of Switzerland

Fuck a middleman we go direct when we get them in

They want me in the cage I’m just trying to prove my innocence

I’m vigilant I won’t stop until we all hit again, Bern

You could ask your big homie about us we run shit

Got a car full of killers on some dumb shit

Learn young how to hustle and make the funds flip

Mafia ties you move wrong and the gun click

Lay low where the hollows and load

Where we from we don’t talk, no, we follow the code

Ain’t no coming back once you cross eyes

I got mob ties, no lie this beat giving me Pac vibes