What's a Bag?
A bag was chased by a nigga who ain't have much to make
He was only tryna put food up on his plate
He just tryna feed his family before it gets too late
N some Nigga's don't believe him, I think that shit a shame
(Goddamn)
What's a bag to a nigga that ain't really got it
Just tryna find my path, but I think I might've lost it
Been throwing up some shots but a nigga never called em
I'm just tryna reach the top, before a nigga get forgotten
(Goddamn)
What's a bag to a nigga who jus tryna make it
While niggas hating, plotting on his downfall that shit amazing
I don't even know what I'm thinking, emotings splattered round like if I was painting, got a new shirt but I stained it
I'm not good at maintaining my composure
Niggas giving me cold shoulders
Tension getting heated like we posted in a toaster
Smoking so much weed I can't remember when I was sober
N the days getting the same as I grow older
What's a bag to a nigga tryna make his payments
Always banking on the fact that he getting famous
Isolated from the world, music got him locked up in the basement
His momma taught about some patience, but he getting anxious waiting
But it don't matter cause he'll still think that he is gonna make it
Ain't that amazing
(Goddamn)
What's a bag nigga
Yeah what's a bag
Make it what you make it, ain't no second options
Take it how you take it, but approach with caution
You could get the bag, but should never put it up on auction
Niggas tryna sneak ya bag, better use ya noggin
Make it what you make it, ain't no second options
Take it how you take it, but approach with caution
You could get the bag, but should never put it up on auction
Cause niggas tryna sneak ya bag, better use ya noggin
A bag was chased by a nigga who aint have much to make
He was only tryna put food up on his plate
He just tryna feed his family before it gets too late
N some Nigga's don't believe him, I think that shit a shame
(Goddamn)
What's a bag to a nigga that ain't really got it
Just tryna find my path, but I think I might've lost it
Been throwing up some shots but a nigga never called em
I'm just tryna reach the top, before a nigga get forgotten
(Goddamn)
Hope you guys enjoyed the telling stories right there man
Group 6, we in the showcase prolly
You know we chillin, we lit, I'm black
Yeah we chillin man, Group 6 telling stories
Hope y'all enjoyed
Bye
He was only tryna put food up on his plate
He just tryna feed his family before it gets too late
N some Nigga's don't believe him, I think that shit a shame
(Goddamn)
What's a bag to a nigga that ain't really got it
Just tryna find my path, but I think I might've lost it
Been throwing up some shots but a nigga never called em
I'm just tryna reach the top, before a nigga get forgotten
(Goddamn)
What's a bag to a nigga who jus tryna make it
While niggas hating, plotting on his downfall that shit amazing
I don't even know what I'm thinking, emotings splattered round like if I was painting, got a new shirt but I stained it
I'm not good at maintaining my composure
Niggas giving me cold shoulders
Tension getting heated like we posted in a toaster
Smoking so much weed I can't remember when I was sober
N the days getting the same as I grow older
What's a bag to a nigga tryna make his payments
Always banking on the fact that he getting famous
Isolated from the world, music got him locked up in the basement
His momma taught about some patience, but he getting anxious waiting
But it don't matter cause he'll still think that he is gonna make it
Ain't that amazing
(Goddamn)
What's a bag nigga
Yeah what's a bag
Make it what you make it, ain't no second options
Take it how you take it, but approach with caution
You could get the bag, but should never put it up on auction
Niggas tryna sneak ya bag, better use ya noggin
Make it what you make it, ain't no second options
Take it how you take it, but approach with caution
You could get the bag, but should never put it up on auction
Cause niggas tryna sneak ya bag, better use ya noggin
A bag was chased by a nigga who aint have much to make
He was only tryna put food up on his plate
He just tryna feed his family before it gets too late
N some Nigga's don't believe him, I think that shit a shame
(Goddamn)
What's a bag to a nigga that ain't really got it
Just tryna find my path, but I think I might've lost it
Been throwing up some shots but a nigga never called em
I'm just tryna reach the top, before a nigga get forgotten
(Goddamn)
Hope you guys enjoyed the telling stories right there man
Group 6, we in the showcase prolly
You know we chillin, we lit, I'm black
Yeah we chillin man, Group 6 telling stories
Hope y'all enjoyed
Bye
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Writer(s): Walter Bracken
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