Secure the Bag
AB Crazy, Mike Tuney, Sense 2.0
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I like this Let's get it Tuney Crazy woo Sense on the beat One on the street you know it's a jump Me and my brothers are the same we want the same money I called my mama to tell her I love her she told me she prayed for me We wasn't brought up the same I want the money and you want the fame I never sleep a lot I'm up in the AM I work in the grave I call up the plug he ain't pick up then I got cheif I got all the grits all over my teeth like I got braces I want all the drip around my neck I wanna get chills I got in my zone got on my vans that shit got laced and And I Did it for my mama and bros where I come from I really make this shit look simple I don't need no props no co sign I don't need no applause I don't need no gang If I make mistakes then that shit my fault I don't really care what they think I'm grown I pay my own bills Look I'm too close with the banks like my uncle was Phil Like energy I'm infinite Yeah There ain't no limit Since the devil working overtime come let's get it woah Anybody can do this shit Everybody blessed Dudes clueless They just stressed Lies These ain't facts They hate my future so they talk about my past I don't need your love I just wanna flex I don't need your drugs I just need the cash Racks Secure the bag You wanna know who Judas is He in a dress Me and my brothers are the same we want the same money I called my mama to tell her I love her she told me she prayed for me We wasn't brought up the same I want the money and you want the fame I never sleep a lot I'm up in the AM I work in the grave I call up the plug he ain't pick up then I got cheif I got all the grits all over my teeth like I got braces I want all the drip around my neck I wanna get chills I got in my zone got on my vans that shit got laced I've been working overtime wait a minute Probably got a nigga dropping down on his knees If I never make it I'm going down as a beast I'll never settle down I need a rollie on my wrist Show me real love I'll give you the real one I got real love I never want a real war Demons out here watching through the window But I'm out here barging hard with my friend oh Everybody gotta get the bag yeah Where the dibas where the money where the cash at It's money over bitches girl you got that Money might just buy me a new Cadillac How the chain go nigga I'm free like Django Different payrolls I don't need no label I go presto Like that shit supuesto S'il vous plait oh Oh God we won't rest oh Me and my brothers are the same we want the same money I called my mama to tell her I love her She told me she prayed for me We wasn't brought up the same I want the money and you want the fame I never sleep a lot I'm up in the AM I work in the grave I call up the plug he ain't pick up then I got cheif I got all the grits all over my teeth like I got braces I want all the drip around my neck I wanna get chills I got in my zone got on my vans that shit got laced
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