Black Bookbag

Runnin' in and outta mama house, that black book bag
Tired of trappin', Ima rapper, so I can't look back
Ain't no distractions, I ain't lackin', nigga get shit bagged
Clutchin' ratchets, leave you past tense, when dis big blick flash

Clutchin' cuttas, this ain't Sony, nigga we don't play that
I lost my brother to a phony, got me mad, down bad
Now his mother feelin' lonely, and she sad, actin' glad
Each other all we had, wish we could rewind it back

Nigga might just get his get his chin took, if he diss my bro a tad
Member pulling up to Glenbrook, all the dope that we would match
Used to pop out to the White Store, just to finish off yo pack
All the shit that we would fight for, know you still remember that

And we strapped up for a light war, glizzy's, keltecs, and them macs
Collective straps, hallow caps, for actin' tough all on a app
Glizzy tap, semi clap, then put yo ass inside a rap
Got a lil bit off the topic, so now let me bring it back

Yea you know it ain't no stoppin', hit the stu', it ain't no option
Stayin' true, I know they watch in', and that shit right there a fact
Niggas hatin', know they blockin', out the blue, they steady jockin'
Got this .40, ain't no cockin', Ima shoot, you best relax

For that deposit, Ima rock it, gotta let me bring the rocket tho
This glocky, right beside me, ain't no touchin' on my pocket hoe
They flodging, and disguising, niggas fakin' like they pockets swole
He grimey, tryna line me, issa homi, when that rocket blow

Runnin' in and outta mama house, that black book bag
Tired of trappin', Ima rapper, so I can't look back
Ain't no distractions, I ain't lackin', nigga get shit bagged
Clutchin' ratchets, leave you past tense, when dis big blick flash

Clutchin' cuttas, this ain't Sony, nigga we don't play that
They took my brother from me, got me mad, down bad
Now his mother feelin' lonely, and she sad, actin' glad
Each other all we had, wish we could rewind it back