Chasing the Bag (feat. Tmell & YungRitz)
Listen to me
The most important thing is this
To be able at any moment
To sacrifice what you are
For what you will become
I'm at the party got your bitches on me
I'm looking around my boys look like an army
I'm not go say sorry forgetful like dory
We getting the money and searching for glory
Chasing the bag I'm not chasing the bitches
Tmell in his zone and he's adding up digits
No time for snitchen my boy looking different
Cause he got the money
And he got the fame
We getting the bag and grabbing the cash
Balling like Nash while we doing the dash
In the blink of an eye I'll be gone like the flash
Other people come at when there music trash
I'm with your girl and we having a blast
Ye my rhyming on point yeah we won't disappoint
But you better pull up to my house with a joint
Don't be hiding or creeping ill shot you'll be bleeding
I'm up in dis rover me yo bitch we fuck no closure
Nothing I can see between us I know that we closer
You think shit is bad till I run in like da joker
I be wit a bad bitch and ya she getting lower
I'm in the right ya I can't do no wrong
I'm wit da team when I'm up on this song
We makin hits it ain't come from the bong
When we gon pull up you know that they gone
They don't want smoke leaving fire like bons
I got this scope and we have a lil bond
I got da 6 on my back like lebronnnn
Uh,uh,uh,uh,uh
Yea been rockin dc's im a donnnn, uhh
I got all these pros name a connnn,
I think they be sleeping on me yawnnnnn
Chasing the bag I don't worry bout hoes
And I'm bodying beats tryna get on the road
I got Dream in my head tryna get my own shows
Stacking the cash with my head on low
Playing with me I'm not given a fuck
Beating the case yeah i did no fuss
Getting the fame Turing into a must
And I'm leaving you down in the dirt yous a bitch
Leaving the party I got me bag
Why the Shorty beside you be looking so sad
She want my dick from a glimpse of my chain
But my girl the only one given me brain
People that listen be coming from Spain
Haters that listen know not to complain
Coming on up climbing stairs to the top
We Came from the bottom but we rising up
You cannot see what it is
I had to sacrifice a lot of time for me to get up n' get lit
Now I got people, they callin' my line
They like, Tmell get on my shit
All in my bag n' I'm not talking chips
Yeah I got bitches feelin' the kid
Yeah I got bitches feelin' the kid
Ah nah nah nah
Yeah I'm in my zone
Chasin' these stones
Gotta get more
Until I'm gone
Winnin' fosho
Hunnids all I know
We been on go for way too long
Long, long, long, long
I just wanna show you all the time that you is wrong
But I don't wanna hold you accountable for these songs
Just know, I got hits now n' the bag comin' real soon.
And I won't hold you close
No I won't hold you down
And if the rain gon' pour
Then I'm gon' let you drown
And I don't give no fuck about your stupid frown
Cause at the end of the day, it's only me out now, wow
The most important thing is this
To be able at any moment
To sacrifice what you are
For what you will become
I'm at the party got your bitches on me
I'm looking around my boys look like an army
I'm not go say sorry forgetful like dory
We getting the money and searching for glory
Chasing the bag I'm not chasing the bitches
Tmell in his zone and he's adding up digits
No time for snitchen my boy looking different
Cause he got the money
And he got the fame
We getting the bag and grabbing the cash
Balling like Nash while we doing the dash
In the blink of an eye I'll be gone like the flash
Other people come at when there music trash
I'm with your girl and we having a blast
Ye my rhyming on point yeah we won't disappoint
But you better pull up to my house with a joint
Don't be hiding or creeping ill shot you'll be bleeding
I'm up in dis rover me yo bitch we fuck no closure
Nothing I can see between us I know that we closer
You think shit is bad till I run in like da joker
I be wit a bad bitch and ya she getting lower
I'm in the right ya I can't do no wrong
I'm wit da team when I'm up on this song
We makin hits it ain't come from the bong
When we gon pull up you know that they gone
They don't want smoke leaving fire like bons
I got this scope and we have a lil bond
I got da 6 on my back like lebronnnn
Uh,uh,uh,uh,uh
Yea been rockin dc's im a donnnn, uhh
I got all these pros name a connnn,
I think they be sleeping on me yawnnnnn
Chasing the bag I don't worry bout hoes
And I'm bodying beats tryna get on the road
I got Dream in my head tryna get my own shows
Stacking the cash with my head on low
Playing with me I'm not given a fuck
Beating the case yeah i did no fuss
Getting the fame Turing into a must
And I'm leaving you down in the dirt yous a bitch
Leaving the party I got me bag
Why the Shorty beside you be looking so sad
She want my dick from a glimpse of my chain
But my girl the only one given me brain
People that listen be coming from Spain
Haters that listen know not to complain
Coming on up climbing stairs to the top
We Came from the bottom but we rising up
You cannot see what it is
I had to sacrifice a lot of time for me to get up n' get lit
Now I got people, they callin' my line
They like, Tmell get on my shit
All in my bag n' I'm not talking chips
Yeah I got bitches feelin' the kid
Yeah I got bitches feelin' the kid
Ah nah nah nah
Yeah I'm in my zone
Chasin' these stones
Gotta get more
Until I'm gone
Winnin' fosho
Hunnids all I know
We been on go for way too long
Long, long, long, long
I just wanna show you all the time that you is wrong
But I don't wanna hold you accountable for these songs
Just know, I got hits now n' the bag comin' real soon.
And I won't hold you close
No I won't hold you down
And if the rain gon' pour
Then I'm gon' let you drown
And I don't give no fuck about your stupid frown
Cause at the end of the day, it's only me out now, wow
Credits
Writer(s): Brayden Boyle
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