Berner, Mozzy, Cozmo - Conglomerate lyrics

Timothy Patterson

[Berner, Mozzy, Cozmo - Conglomerate lyrics]

At the round table
Bulletproof love for the thugs yeah
I'm breakin' bread with real ones
Naturally (Mafia)

A round table full of gentlemen
Just touched down in the A, let me settle in
Hotel room full of work, that's adrenaline
Met Mozzy at the spot and
He got the middleman
Twenty years strong, that makes me a veteran
I remember days I felt like I'd never win
Cup full of medicine
That used to be the regimen
Used to melt bitches, I was way too elegant
Year in a room with an elephant
Top dog status
Know exactly who I'm better than
Yeah, take it back and bag it up
I'm worried we ain't grab enough
I'm gettin' five grand and up
We used to have it rough
Now everything plush
Street knowledge come in clutch
Keep my team outta cuffs
From the city to the city of trees
Well-connected and respected
Gettin' money with ease

Yeah, we came a long way from
Baggin' weight in rubber bands
Now we countin' mills
I never thought I'd see a hundred grand
They counted us out, but God had another plan
I'll risk it all for the fam
You wouldn't understand
Relationships more valuable than a dollar is
If the politics ain't 'bout paper
We don't acknowledge it the Feds plottin'
Still watchin' my conglomerate
Where we from, if you give your word
You gotta honor it

I thank Granny I was never abused
My stepfather was one of hell of a dude
Eddy Williams told me that he
Pictured me playin' with millions
Took me to visit pops in the bounty
Blood was the realest famous for my talent
As well as famous for drillin'
Niggas know what the deal is
We know who cappin' and killin'
Know who vacuumin', sealin'
Know who rattin' and squealin'
We know who active and chillin'
Never that hard to tell
Thank your dog for that bail that
He posted when I was broke
Thank the bitch for the baby
That she gave me, 'cause dude is dope
Can't forget about Zada
Thankful for her and Pope
Politically at war, faithful to all the smoke
Gang, still in 'til I'm gone
That's a promise I'll never break
My auntie used to never say
"Nothin' honorable 'bout a snake"
Berner beat cancer
Respect him for keepin' faith

Yeah, we came a long way from
Baggin' weight in rubber bands
Now we countin' mills
I never thought I'd see a hundred grand
They counted us out, but God had another plan
I'll risk it all for the fam
You wouldn't understand
Relationships more valuable than a dollar is
If the politics ain't 'bout paper
We don't acknowledge it the Feds plottin'
Still watchin' my conglomerate
Where we from, if you give your word
You gotta honor it

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