Duffel Bag (feat. Justin Engel & JB)

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Justin Engel & Uno Presents

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Love and happiness
I don't know the difference 
What is the difference
You tell me
Something that can make you do wrong
Make you do right
Cold game
I just been living out a duffel bag
What the f*ck do I know
That's real life
Gotta do what you gotta do

I been on the road for weeks just living out a duffel bag 
Last man standing 
Competition had enough of that 
Please don't get it twisted 
All my shit got leather and wood 
Even in a quarantine 
Ya boy eating good 
Out this duffel bag

When I'm done there ain't gon be no sequel
There will be no equal 
So I'm out here gotta hustle hard 
I do it for my people 
Say you're born alone 
You die alone 
My closest friend's my microphone 
Feeling like it's attack of the clones 
But that's the shit that y'all be on 
I don't know what y'all be on but I been on my own shit 
I been out here on the road 
I been on some grown shit 
From city to city 
To state to state 
Gotta hustle enough 
To fill my plate
If that ain't enough 
I wait in the cut 
Cause you can get touched 
But I'm gon be straight

I been on the road for weeks just living out a duffel bag 
Last man standing 
Competition had enough of that 
Please don't get it twisted 
All my shit got leather and wood 
Even in a quarantine 
Ya boy eating good 
Out this duffel bag

I been on the road 
Same story differently told 
Same clothes but different shows 
Same bro's but different hoes
Cause hoes get put on hold 
When I'm going for the gold 
The hustle never gets old 
We just out here reaching goals 
The future we trying to mold 
So I play my hand can't fold 
When will I be back home 
Shit I will never know 
I'm gon make it 
Face it 
That's all eyes nose 
Even in the quarantine 
I just grab my bag and go 
Let's hit the road

I been on the road for weeks just living out a duffel bag 
Last man standing 
Competition had enough of that 
Please don't get it twisted 
All my shit got leather and wood 
Even in a quarantine 
Ya boy eating good 
Out this duffel bag

I gotta keep it moving 
Gotta ride 
But only if we riding woodgrain and rawhide  
Blowing big smoke 
Rolling down i5 
Window cracked 
Seat back 
Whip on autopilot 
Yeah I'm a long way from home 
Can't reach me on the phone 
Yeah I'm a Rolling Stone 
Where I hustle is my home 
Gon and throw ya dog a bone 
Yeah I been in my zone
When all is said and done 
I'm coming home to the throne

I been on the road for weeks just living out a duffel bag 
Last man standing 
Competition had enough of that 
Please don't get it twisted 
All my shit got leather and wood 
Even in a quarantine 
Ya boy eating good 
Out this duffel bag

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