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in the bag
Bye bye to them haters
Don't question my tags
No
Don't question my tags
Hell no don't question my tags
On my Fabulous
Just throw in the bag

and me
You can’t give up on what you’re supposed to be [Tag] The question is……..

Sometimes we try to solve our own problems
In stead of looking to Jesus

Hash tag question I don’t come for free
Label me money she She only work for fee’s
Let the booty bounce she takes cash on ski’s
She on Drips yea make it

we go see it?
Writing a new song
Paradise is here
The question
Will you tag along?

Lately I'm losing words
Too much to say
How do I say it?
Where do I

VLONE
I was popping them tags alone
So don't question me about the throne
So don't question me about my business
I'ma get it nigga like regardless
I've

produce lots of art with a price tag
You dodge the questions and throw it back at me
I get all flustered, lose grip of my thoughts
And what comes out is

your way out
Tag these streets
It's your concrete canvas
Tag these beats
See your questions get answered
Fuck this structure
Let's rupture these

now
Until I decide I'll pardon the crowd
I came up and threw a whole band on my mouth
Blew a bag on Fairfax kill confirm took his dog tag
The serviette

gotta hold it down when I’m reaching heights 

Make the deposit take you out shopping
And ain’t gotta count the tags that we coppin 
The question is what

for a leech, burn
I got standards, but I'm real bad mannered
It's easy to read what's weighing on your chest
Like name tag lanyards
If you got

the ties that bind 
from days of a youth. Taught to question truth. 
From playing tag in the street to toe tag. Eternal sleep. 
What was the difference. I

never gonna see again
Don't make me wear your price tag 
And I won't question your fee
Why do I feel like a con artist just for asking to be taken

I'll bet you'll learn to feel, when you understand
It's not a question of a price tag
You can use me but don't treat me like a plastic bag
You gotta

them questions 
With tha gang tag em in
They apply tha pressure 

Takin flicks with fans 
With tha rugar loaded 
When you worth bout ah mill 
Gotta keep

I hear I'm fire like a dragon
I see you grinnin' when I'm laugin'
Ray Bans on ya glasses
Perry Ellis on ya ass
Hallways, skippin' classes
Question

changed, nothing changed

I am feeling like I'm invisible
They can't see me as an individual
All they see's price tag, see me as a product
Question is, who's

of that apple tree
Oh these memories I'll keep (oh)
Remember the nick name how it drove me so mad
Running from molly and spider tag
Remember dad's camera

Open Arms

Wilt

Bastinado

2000

Waking up, its half past ten
And I can't remember anything
About the way we'd met.
And if I ask you questions,

Try to tag along 'cause
I need

or even perturbed.
Oh so many hurt for wanting comfort first!

Turn off the brain... to reason is pain.
It's easier to accept... than to question it.
We'll

in the Benz and in the Gucci bag (Oops)
Blood on the interior and on the tags
If Vinny ask too many questions
I tell him to relax
Or sweet nonni gonna

Question your heart, question your loyalty
Question your thought, I'm trying to be nosy
Grinding so hard, until they notice me
Till they notice me

ain't they used to this

You keep askin' questions
Dumb ass suggestions
Must ain't never lived like this
Why the funny faces nah the funny taste
You just

Yeah I want cash I wanna pop tags
So ima go out go get it
I’m in my bag can’t come last
All I know is winning
My youngings act fast no questions

Like This

Kanye West

The Professional, Pt. 3

1998

they ain't
I can tell they ain't they used to this

You keep askin' questions
Dumb ass suggestions
Must ain't never lived like this
Why the funny