Bag Alert (explicit)

Yea they say they want that real shit
But when they get it, it be so hard to deal with
But I know that they gone feel this
Cause I'm a real one know that I'm the realest
They get them cold chills in nosebleeds
I'm really high up in the nosebleed
I ain't no fighter but you know I'm all in
And I stand on all ten
I ain't never been to type to pretend
I'm too real for that maybe I'm too real for you
Why the hell you asking all these questions don't do interviews
Got out of my feelings and I hopped up in my bag
Lost all of my feelings got no time for being sad
Used to give away my love
My love is lost and I don't care what people say

I just want a bag now, bag now, bag now I,I, I
Yeah I'm gone get the bag now, bag now I, I, I, I, I
Cash rules everything around me
Cream got the money now I can pay my bills yall
I can pay my bills yall
Money is the root of all evil
But we ain't evil know its loyalty always
Untill the pain gone
Until the pain gone
I will be sippin to the rain Gone yea
I will be sippin till the rain gone

Put my heart in this here when I nothing
I had some people say they love me they were frontin
I gave my last to my niggas when I was hurting
No I don't want that back
Know none of you don't owe me nothing
Watch me get this by my lonely
Couple of folks been riding
I got up out my city at a distance I realized it
Friends ain't yo friends unless you giving them hand outs yea
They dissapear wanna come back cause they see that i'm the man now
Oou
Why they want to haunt me
Why you come around I know you fake phony fronting
You don't really love me
Only come around so that you can try and thug me
Money is the root of all evil
But we aint doing no evil
Leave it to Beaver I'ma Do the kanievel
And dissapear clear the vision
I never ran from no nigga
Ran up a bag got the digits
I got my fam out the trenches
I want the bag yeah
I just want the bag now
Why you niggas acting like you real
You niggas acting
I can turn a good time to a thriller Michael Jackson
I just got the oou nigga I will act up

I will be sippin to the rain gone
Sip until the rain gone
Till the pain gone
I'm a sing the same song
Rose up out the concrete
You niggas taunting
Don't really like you, you do way too much fronting.
I'm a run the bag up
Aint on that sad shit
You don't have to lie to kick it
Tell me can you back it
All that acting tough get ya packaged up
I was in a benz spinnin bends you can ask bout us

Bag now, bag now, bag now I, I, I
Yeah I'm gone get the bag now bag now I, I, I
I'll be doing my own thing, Prolly somewhere swerving
If you can not love me for who I am
Don't deserve me
Bag now, bag now bag now I, I, I
Yeah I'm gone get the bag now bag now I, I, I, I, I



Credits
Writer(s): Deyondrick Archibold
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