Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Joshua Lewis
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Joshua Lewis
Songwriter
Ancil Barzey
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Beats by Breezy
Producer
Lyrics
Uh, Uh!
Now we workin!
Thinking of a way that I can go and get this bag
Should I go and do it slow, or should I go and get it fast
I ain't tripping bout the pace because the focus is the cash
Ima get either way, cuz either way I need the bag
When I stepped onto the scene I was still a point of contention
Deleted instagram, now my name is all that they mention
I just focused on myself and I took a day like suspension
I wake up and thank God that I didn't wake up in prison
What they want from me, I done gave you n what I had
Now they hate to see me coming up and getting to my bag
Im the getaway driver, I ain't letting off the gas
Ricky Bobby, Talladega, s is over if I crash!
My antennas up, tickets to the heavens, I can send em up
You come for some trouble, you gon get it, b I'm generous
I'm venomous, you don't have the antidote to sit with us
Releasing all the pressure just to see if u can stand the rush
My cardio got me running like it's on stamina-up
Had to train endurance back when trafficking wasn't enough
I remember selling weed, n got me for eighty bucks
Now I play the over watch, while shopping Mercedes trucks
Thinking of a way that I can go and get this bag
Should I go and do it slow, or should I go and get it fast
I ain't tripping bout the pace because the focus is the cash
Ima get either way, cuz either way I need the bag
Getting greedy now, this is for the times when I said it
Bet they believe me now
See I got my motor in motion
And they can't leave me now, triple c's
That's me and all them n that I be around
They gon leave you stinking in the bushes that you beat around
Not just Jordan's in my closet, it's Pennie's and Scotty Pippens
Keep em fresh while dodging stains that they tryna pin on my image
Ever since I was in grade school, Joshua was that n****
Only five foot seven, my legend can't get no bigger
We was chopping work, then we hit the block each time my momma work
I kept the profit low key, she would notice if I try to splurge
Survived the purge, when they came for blood I upped the iron first
My logic work, if it's me or them, them n dying first
I drive reverse, up a one way block, and start the fireworks
You see flash and then you hear the
Shots, it's like how lightning works
I put that b in drive, two middle fingers as the tires skirt
They gon slide for me like I'm the **** who supplying work
I'll fry the earth, if I'm forced to show them how my powers work
I crush ya hoe, she came here for d and got an hours worth
A pound a verse, till I'm getting bricks, I put my sound to work
I'm killing s consistently the labels wish they found me first
Thinking of a way that I can go and get this bag
Should I go and do it slow, or should I go and get it fast
I ain't tripping bout the pace because the focus is the cash
Ima get either way, cuz either way I need the bag
I'm getting greedy now, this is for the times when I said it
Bet they believe me now
See I got my motor in motion
And they can't leave me now, triple c's
That's me and all them n that I be around
They gon leave you stinking in the bushes that you beat around
Written by: Ancil Barzey, Joshua Lewis

