Chrome Beagle R.O.E. (Rap) (Ft. Berner)

[Intro: Berner]
Yeah, there we go

[Verse 1: Berner]
Hard way, damn right I learned the hard way (the hard way)
Two cuts on my cheek yeah I'm feeling like Scarface
Drunk bitches out on broadway
They tried to kill a homie gunshots ringing in the broad day
Why the whole world crazy?
My own plug won't pay me
We got truck loads moving down south all week
I'm on the east coast gettin' it, I ain't slept all week
My competition going crazy cause this shit so cheap
But my topshelf go for $5000 a piece
Been beasting, Me and bro flex for no reason
It's outdoor season, I just left the four seasons
Black duffel bags in my truck
I bet the .40 make em jump
We overcharge em like a chump
I count money, I don't get drunk (naa)
I wake up in the morning ready to grind
I was 16 ready to sign, I knew I would shine (I knew it)
Independent runnin' my own now
From DC, back up to NorCal

[Pre-Chorus: Berner]
We touch money, we don't trust nobody
You ever seen a cold body?
Laying on the concrete, this shit is sad
More money, more body bags