Bout A Bag Lyrics

[Chorus]
I done got in my bag, got in my bag
They were talkin' down now their smile a frown (yeah)
Havi bout to make a killing, tell ‘em sign that
If that shit ain't bout a bag, nevermind that
I done got in my bag, got in my bag (yeah)
They were talkin' down now their smile a frown (yeah)
Havi bout to make a killing, tell ‘em sign that
If that shit ain't bout a bag, nevermind that

[Verse 1]
I could've been dead and gone
f*ck that, I'm doing these songs
Tryna keep my head on
And I know my right from wrong, but why it feel right when I'm wrong
Why It feel okay when I write these songs
They don't really know what type of time I'm on
Nah forreal, been poppin my shit before I signed a deal
Been raw with this shit, only a matter of time before I'm out of here
Buy my mom a crib in about a year, gotta make sure that she straight
Its a lot of food on my plate, and I bet you all that shit get ate
I ain't got time, I ain't got space
For the lies and the fake and the hate
Everybody talkin' down for me, I say amazing grace
Yeah I pray for em, yeah I pray everyday
4 reasons be my reason that I make sure that my team straight
[Chorus]
I done got in my bag, got in my bag
They were talkin' down now their smile a frown (yeah)
Havi bout to make a killing, tell ‘em sign that
If that shit ain't bout a bag, nevermind that
I done got in my bag, got in my bag (yeah) They were talkin' down now their smile a frown (yeah)
Havi bout to make a killing, tell ‘em sign that
If that shit ain't bout a bag, nevermind that

[Verse 2]
I put my all in this, I failed before, I can't fall in this
I know it's a lot I gotta commit
And I know there's some people I'm gonna miss
That boy got passion when he be rapping
It ain't just for designer fits, and I put my all in this shit
Slick think my heart in this bitch
Who would have known Big Havi take off on em like he did?
Who would have known Big Havi get in the game and pop his shit?
Who would have known Big Havi nigga
Who would have known Big Havi?
That's all I hear when they be talkin nigga
I'm the topic, ask about it (yeah)
I been grinding so long
It ain't never personal when I don't answer my phone
This shit I'm smoking so strong
Feel like up, up and away I'm finna be so gone (so gone)
[Chorus]
I done got in my bag, got in my bag
They were talkin' down now their smile a frown (yeah)
Havi bout to make a killing, tell ‘em sign that
If this shit ain't bout a bag, nevermind that
I done got in my bag, got in my bag (yeah)
They were talkin' down now their smile a frown (yeah)
Havi bout to make a killing, tell ‘em sign that
If that shit ain't bout a bag, nevermind that

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