Different Bags ft. Andrew Lyrics

I still can't decide if everything's a sign, and if I'm right then don't color me surprised

It's different bags we tryna find, it's not just underneath these eyes

I be fried and there's a ton of reasons why

Jymmy had the CP company but might've been on CP time

I wonder if these people really wanna see me shine

Accidental boss, have to get this off at any cost

Heavy thoughts, if you don't listen you might miss it when he talks

Haunted by nostalgia, want a cop a vintage watch

In the glitch Dybbuks, didn't have to spin the block, he wasn't lost

In the path of malicious spirits, since a kid is where I walked

You can swear it's not, but I knew to be vigilant where I crossed

With ne'er a thought, no hipster shit, been in a paradox

Witnesses still bear a cross

Different bags

Different bags

Different bags

Different bags

After a long day of making ends meet, I cook this chicken up

Try to conjure happy thoughts, it's not the grief stricken stuff

Splinters on the daily, cuts and bruises all scattered round

Looks rather arresting like I'm cuffed and getting patted down

Watermelon soda, hoagie with capicola

Do it all from A to Z, like the era's Motorola

Venice on a gon-dola

Psych, I know it's gondola

I'm bringing all the light, like the 8th night of Hanukkah

Swanton bombing you, cooking, Raekwonin' you

Multitask, I do it all while playing harmonica

Like Bob Dylan, and there's blood on the tracks

All those nights I had to dip out cause the sudden attacks

The room was getting smaller and I couldn't relax

It's not cool, it's not tough, it's just facts

Just one pizza box, but different style pies

And we're all on the road, but it's different kind of drives, different bags

Different bags

Different bags

Different bags

Different bags