Pac Vibes

You understand, we had a-
We either had to become tough guys or fall by the wayside

You could ask your big homie 'bout 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 with the hollows and load
Where we from, we don't talk, nah, 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 count a million with my eyes closed (yeah, shut)
One day I'm in three different time zones
And really I don't like phones, I'd rather me in person
Three hundred thousand dollar bags, no Birkin
Pull the bags out and burp 'em, they smelled a little fresh (a little fresh)
I should've paid a little less (yeah)
I'm connecting around the world, you should see the rolodex
Five pounds to the head, my growers are the best
You ever put somebody on and watch it go to their head
Or look someone in the eyes when they knew that they were dead? (Oh, he knew it)
If they fucked up the money didn't come back with the bread (he blew it)
Fuck the funny vibe, when he text me, left him on read

You could ask your big homie 'bout 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 with the hollows and load
Where we from, we don't talk, nah, 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, yeah
I pray when my time comes that I don't die slow
I'm up thinkin', it's like I hear the clock tickin' (clock tickin')
Let's see who fall when the plot thicken
Ask your big homie, we really call shots (we call shots)
He just went down in Vegas, made us all hot (damn)
Keep your mouth closed or never breathe again
It's all family around me, I don't need a friend (I don't need 'em)
Offshore accounts, I put a good amount in Switzerland
Fuck the middleman (fuck him), we go direct when we get 'em in
They want me in a 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 'bout 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 with the hollows and load
Where we from, we don't talk, nah, 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