In My Bag

Back up in my mode, back up in my bag

I ain't chasing hoes, I rather chase the cash

Back up in my mode, back up in my bag

I ain't chasing hoes, I rather chase the cash

I can do it bad when I get up in my bag

Hate feeling sad so you'll always see me mad

I ain't trying to cap, I grew up with no dad

Shout out to mama dukes cause she was always on my ass

I ain't trying to cap, baby, I can do it bad

Learning from my lessons but head harder than a brat

Rappin like a victim, but I really be the culprit

I can never let you know what my mind really hoping cause it be going through emotions that I cannot cope with

If I tell you how I'm feeling you would think that I be joking

But I really do be serious, I be feeling so delirious like

What should I do if I'm not meant for this type living like

What should I do if I can't find peace at the ceiling like

What should I do if I'm tripping when I'm tripping

Back up in my mode, back up in my bag I ain't chasing hoes

I rather chase the cash

Back up in my mode, back in my bag

Back up in my mode, back up in my bag

I ain't chasing hoes, I rather to chase the cash

And I can do it bad when I get up in my bag

So please don't play with me I'm about respect

So watch your step, two wrongs don't make a right

So just know you made your bed

I know that I be playing but I always watch my step

Might overstep some boundaries if I know how you get

But if I don't give a fuck about you

I probably don't give a fuck about them

I know karma coming around

I be doing good till I'm going down

Fuck around, with the fuck around, You gon' fuck around, and get fucked around I don't fuck with newbies, Unless you show me how you realer now

Unless you show me how you realer now

I'm back up in my mode, and I'm back up in my bag

I ain't chasing hoes, I rather chase the cash

And when I chase the cash I get all up in my bag

I push everyone away like how I hate to really brag

Back up in my mode, back up in my bag

Back up in my bag