Letras
I made a bag today
I lost it all and I made it back today
Ain't going back no way
I am here to stay
We just made something from nothing
My name in every discussion
Pull up in something disgusting
We just shut down the whole function
This is stuntin' (Nah)
Imma go buy up the block
Imma go buy up the glocks
Throw them in oceans of tears
Drowning in all that we lost
Kicking down all of the doors, breaking the locks
How much it cost
Not the price on the tag
But the time of your life that it took to go get you a bag
Slave for your job
Breaking your back
Paperwork pushing and boxes get stacked
But get nothing back
Don't care what you lost
Just profits and loss
Shark in the waters get caught in my jaws
She working her jaws
Her man at a job
She wanted the work
So I made the drive
Do anything just to survive
I made a bag today
I lost it all and I made it back today
Ain't going back no way
I am here to stay
Post no pictures of the kick back
Imma split a swisher and a six pack
KY Boy but I'm not Jack
Oh he thinks he's all that
And a bag of chips
Bodega for the raws and a bag of chips
Cashier with his hand on the side of his hip
TV on the stocks watch it rise and dip
More bombs getting dropped and politics
Watch the rich get rich and the poor get poor
While those in the middle are begging for more
He's back in the middle
Drank a fifth in aisle 4
He's loading the clips like he's going to war
He's gon' hit a lick He's been scoping the store
I'm at the front as I laugh getting 20 on 4
That's when he point and blast
He's letting them soar
As I'm stuck in the middle