Been In My Bag Lyrics

I been in my bag, I been chasing pape

Better leave that shit in the past we spin any day

Yall be posting fake motion, we touch racks any day

I don't even compete, they know I got a bag

I just bought a crib, they all down on they ass

That nigga my brother, I gave that nigga my last

Two my day ones in the pen I feel I'm waiting like them

I be on my own can't trust a bitch so I pick up a cup

I got so much time so I got some bows and doubled up

I don't sell no lows but you need a box I'm selling 'em

I feel I'm running out of time

And to many niggas out here dying

Nowadays I pop to many pills

Tryna make it out the field

To many niggas die for real

And momma say she tired of praying every night

I remember when they raided her scrambling no where to hide in sight

I was out there on the block toting all these glocks and nine's

Until I got back out the jam I ain't know how to stack

They took my mud brother so I had to make us last

My people count on me I been known for running up a bag

(And I do it fast)

I been in my bag, I been chasing pape

Better leave that shit in the past we spin any day

Yall be posting fake motion, we touch racks any day

I don't even compete, they know I got a bag

I just bought a crib, they all down on they ass

That nigga my brother, I gave that nigga my last

I been in my bag, I been chasing pape

Better leave that shit in the past we spin any day

Yall be posting fake motion, we touch racks any day

I don't even compete, they know I got a bag

I just bought a crib, they all down on they ass

That nigga my brother, I gave that nigga my last