Bags

[Hook]
I ain't got the time for these hoes
I'ma ride or die for my bros aw yeah
What's a 9 to 5 I don't know
I guess this the life that I chose aw yeah
Bag, bag, bags under my eyes tryna get the
Bag, bag, she been buzzin my phone tryna get me
Back, back, back then I was lost now I'm in my bag, bag, bag

[Verse 1]
Bags under both my eyes
Hit my line no surprise
I don’t wanna hear no lies everybody tryna say they down the ride
I got old friends wanting my demise
People talkin from the side
But I know I’ll be alright
I’m just tryna live
They barely survive
And that’s why
Nowadays I’m blowing money fast
I need to save tho
Went from no one knowing that I rapped
Back then now they know
Used to be the kid in every class
With all my grades low
Now they wanna act like we the same
We ain’t the same tho
Everybody tryna get on me
Dodging pain they all wish on me
Feel a way they all switch on me
I ain't your bro I'm your big homie
All these ulterior motives
I don't know who I can trust here
Lotta phonies lookin' sus here
I don't know who really sincere

[Hook]
I ain't got the time for these hoes
I'ma ride or die for my bros aw yeah
What's a 9 to 5 I don't know
I guess this the life that I chose aw yeah
Bag, bag, bags under my eyes tryna get the
Bag, bag, she been buzzin my phone tryna get me
Back, back, back then I was lost now I'm in my bag, bag, bag

[Verse 1]
They been tryna take me outta the picture
Everybody talkin I hear the whispers
But to get to me you gotta be quicker
They don’t know how much I did just to get here aye
Last year I had no money to my name but I’m tryna make a million this year
And she want me to come through but I told her I ain't ever chillin with her
Woah
Better off when I’m solo
Cliquing up with me is not an option
I remember being 15 tryna find a way to get it poppin
Now they come around but it’s too late nails all up in the coffin
Illest in the city walkin’
I don’t show no sign of stopping
When I started they were jokin, aye
But I always stayed focused, aye
If you don’t think that I’m dope brutha
You should tell me what you’re smokin, aye
Gettin money no diploma, aye
Everything I make I own it aye
They want me to sign on the dotted line well then I’ma need a bonus

[Hook]
I ain't got the time for these hoes
I'ma ride or die for my bros aw yeah
What's a 9 to 5 I don't know
I guess this the life that I chose aw yeah
Bag, bag, bags under my eyes tryna get the
Bag, bag, she been buzzin my phone tryna get me
Back, back, back then I was lost now I'm in my bag, bag, bag