LYRIC

Pac Vibes Lyrics

Berner

1
You understand we had a
We didn’t have to become tough guys or fall by the wayside

2
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

3
I could [?] with my eyes closed
One day, I’m in three differеnt timezones
And really I don’t likе 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 f..ked up the money didn’t come back with the bread
F..k the funny vibe when you text me left them on read

4
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

5
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
F..k 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

6
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

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