Berner, Cozmo - Running Numbers lyrics
[Berner, Cozmo - Running Numbers lyrics]
(Look like all my prayers seizing)
(A coward dies a thousand deaths
A real man only once, you know what I mean?)
Oh, it's a family affair (Gotti)
Got, back to back lacks new
Stash in my dashboard (New stash)
What? New stamps in my passport
I always dream big
But be careful what you asked for
'Cause power got me naughty
I'm riding dirty 'cause I'm at war
Block with no serial
Wrap the bitch with duct tape (Duct tape)
Just slide to Hawaii
Different level run rate (Deep shit)
It's hard to have faith
With all this nonsense
All the back and forth been
Fucking with my conscience
Table full of convicts, three or four bosses
Boxes full of cash
Take it home and wash this (Wash this)
Crib in the hills now
Evеn grab the lake house
Girls doing blow in thе
Bathroom at the steakhouse (Wow)
I bust all face down
Used to ride the greyhound
I buy my own bus, I'm always out of state now
The city was my playground
Shout to the dope fiends
That cleared the car windows when
I visited with home team
Whole team got a hundred on their left hand
(Left hand)
Blue beach in the cuts with the red sand
(Red sand) car service for the day, cars
What's the plan? I step on hold blocks you
Barely touch the ground
Me and fam had it lit 400 summers
Real ones, you ain't taking nothing from us
On the blocks
Watching out for the undercovers
God watching above us, we running out
Now we off to the races (Races)
Yeah, run anonymous
(Run anonymous) , run anonymous
Now we off to the races (Races)
Yeah, run anonymous
(Run anonymous) , run anonymous
Berner got the call in, and you adios
This that Gotti flow
Hopping up the Maybach, coping, working
Nobody's off
When I was broke, having doubts
I had to trap it out
Work on the way, just got the call
That the package out
Spent my last when I ain't have it
Tryna kill the gang
You could never feel my pain
We ain't built the same took a loss
Had to find a new grind but never hate it
'cause I knew I'd get mine in due time
Told my wife, "Forgive me
I ain't know who to love"
I was out moving drugs, me and my Cuban plug
Real talks with killers
I never leaked a word
My little homie copper zippy
Tryna reach a bird (Bird)
You could hear the tires screeching
Through the city nice
Invest my money and flip it twice
I did it right no one to trust
I'm riding solo 'cause they all fake
I'm going out like the last scene in Scarface
Pacino riding dirty with a hundred pack
Put a couple point on top then I run it back
Move low-key dog, I stay to myself
I'm focused on equity
And generational wealth, yeah (That's Gotti)
Me and fam had it lit 400 summers
Real ones, you ain't taking nothing from us
On the blocks
Watching out for the undercovers
God watching above us, we running out
Now we off to the races (Races)
Yeah, run anonymous
(Run anonymous) , run anonymous
Now we off to the races (Races)
Yeah, run anonymous
(Run anonymous) , run anonymous
(A coward dies a thousand deaths
A real man only once, you know what I mean?)
Oh, it's a family affair (Gotti)
Got, back to back lacks new
Stash in my dashboard (New stash)
What? New stamps in my passport
I always dream big
But be careful what you asked for
'Cause power got me naughty
I'm riding dirty 'cause I'm at war
Block with no serial
Wrap the bitch with duct tape (Duct tape)
Just slide to Hawaii
Different level run rate (Deep shit)
It's hard to have faith
With all this nonsense
All the back and forth been
Fucking with my conscience
Table full of convicts, three or four bosses
Boxes full of cash
Take it home and wash this (Wash this)
Crib in the hills now
Evеn grab the lake house
Girls doing blow in thе
Bathroom at the steakhouse (Wow)
I bust all face down
Used to ride the greyhound
I buy my own bus, I'm always out of state now
The city was my playground
Shout to the dope fiends
That cleared the car windows when
I visited with home team
Whole team got a hundred on their left hand
(Left hand)
Blue beach in the cuts with the red sand
(Red sand) car service for the day, cars
What's the plan? I step on hold blocks you
Barely touch the ground
Me and fam had it lit 400 summers
Real ones, you ain't taking nothing from us
On the blocks
Watching out for the undercovers
God watching above us, we running out
Now we off to the races (Races)
Yeah, run anonymous
(Run anonymous) , run anonymous
Now we off to the races (Races)
Yeah, run anonymous
(Run anonymous) , run anonymous
Berner got the call in, and you adios
This that Gotti flow
Hopping up the Maybach, coping, working
Nobody's off
When I was broke, having doubts
I had to trap it out
Work on the way, just got the call
That the package out
Spent my last when I ain't have it
Tryna kill the gang
You could never feel my pain
We ain't built the same took a loss
Had to find a new grind but never hate it
'cause I knew I'd get mine in due time
Told my wife, "Forgive me
I ain't know who to love"
I was out moving drugs, me and my Cuban plug
Real talks with killers
I never leaked a word
My little homie copper zippy
Tryna reach a bird (Bird)
You could hear the tires screeching
Through the city nice
Invest my money and flip it twice
I did it right no one to trust
I'm riding solo 'cause they all fake
I'm going out like the last scene in Scarface
Pacino riding dirty with a hundred pack
Put a couple point on top then I run it back
Move low-key dog, I stay to myself
I'm focused on equity
And generational wealth, yeah (That's Gotti)
Me and fam had it lit 400 summers
Real ones, you ain't taking nothing from us
On the blocks
Watching out for the undercovers
God watching above us, we running out
Now we off to the races (Races)
Yeah, run anonymous
(Run anonymous) , run anonymous
Now we off to the races (Races)
Yeah, run anonymous
(Run anonymous) , run anonymous