In My Bag

Man you know what
 What nigga
 Im bout my motherfucking paper right now
 Yea thats right nigga
 I'm in my motherfucking bag
 Goddamn contract after the contract
 For the business nigga
 To the property to the real estate
 Aint got time for all that fuck ass shit
 Stay focused
 Mother fuckers be talking nigga
 Fuck em
 I'm in my bag
 I'm in my bag bih
 Save the convo
 And I talking bih
 Unless its ten or mo
 And you can miss me with that sad shit
 Take it to the door
 I'm out of favors bitch
 Unless im getting cho
 Aint worried bout a damn bitch
 Nigga fuck hoe
 Unless she stacking shit
 And bringing back the dough
 And I aint worried bout this rap shit
 Nigga fuck a show
 I'm out here hitting licks
 Dodging JSO
 Im talking big bank nigga
 Them big drops nigga
 Stacking up that big guap nigga
 That flip flop nigga
 Calling all the big shots nigga
 To flip flop niggas
 Cant let the money drop my nigga
 Cause it switch out niggaz
 It's all the business
 And im getting it
 Count my fetty and my tinted up chevy
 Pinky ring glistening sipping Remi
 Interior looking spaghetti
 Signing contract after contract
 This rap shit been a non factor
 My pockets smashing cho
 Just like a compactor
 Just boost my credit score up
 Bout like fifty nigga
 Im solid get hate from many men
 I feel like fifty nigga
 Im polished
 Hit my lawyer on some sweet shit
 Cause my cousin on that creep shit
 Got me taking trips to philly
 Man This nigga must think im sweet bih
 But I got property in them streets bih
 And im gone get em
 And I don't care if somebody turn up dead Nigga
 Dont hit my line up with that sad shit
 Cause I don't feel it
 Im out of favors for these pussy ass niggas
 My dog goldie up the road
 Ain't seen his children
 Cant put your trust in man
 These pussy ass bitches
 So fuck a hoe
 Don't need a hoe
 To talk to me unless its about a bag
 Tell me how you can flip it
 Whip it triple it up
 And bring it back
 I'm in my bag
 Save the convo
 And I talking bih
 Unless its ten or mo
 And you can miss me with that sad shit
 Take it to the door
 I'm out of favors bitch
 Unless im getting cho
 Aint worried bout a damn bitch
 Nigga fuck hoe
 Unless she stacking shit
 And bringing back the dough
 And I aint worried bout this rap shit
 Nigga fuck a show
 I'm out here hitting licks
 Dodging JSO
 These motherfucker sick like covid out here
 Im laying low
 I hate to have to nail a nigga to the floor
 Cause when they know you getting cho out here
 Two things for show
 They try to use and try to throw you off of flow
 And I ain't Jesus
 Break bread with Judas niggas that cant bring nothing back
 Try to ride your fucking wave
 Before the knife in your back or
 Deny you like they peter
 For the dawn of the night
 Cause I baptize them like I'm John
 And show they ass to the light
 So i'm just floating through these streets
 To get what's left for me
 Just Me against the world
 I feel like Pac and
 It's my destiny
 All eyes on me
 But im hidden deeply in my bag tho
 Aint sharing shit ain't socializing
 Unless its cash flow
 That's a fact tho