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I been all in my bag

You been all in my business

You be all in yo feelings

I been all in them trenches

I been all in my bag

You be all in my business

Know they notice me flexin'

Fit in all of my fitness

My chain dense and my head big

My top heavy, I let it down

See me shining they hatin' on me

They mean muggin', I let 'em down

She call me papi, I’m poppin' now

Hoes happy, I’m hoppin' out

Money talks, I’m the only thing that these broke boys should be talkin 'bout

They talkin' greasy, we eatin' healthy

We gettin' wealthy, you see the difference

Blew her back then I blew her off

She salty now, she can’t be the Mrs

My patnas country like cornbread

In the city plottin' on long bread

These niggas out here going broke tryna do the shit that they song said

I’m a once in a lifetime flex

Never leave life line sex

Hit her wit the night time text

Got no time to fight why stress?

I be drippin' baby

Fucks that I used to give missin' lately

They actin' iffy, he different ain’t he?

Hop in the coupe and we dippin' baby

Yeah the inside be lookin like chicken gravy

And my vision hazey

Know they hungry and hideous ride for my brother like Phineas

Finna go fill up a stash

I’m on a mission my palms just be itchin'

Man I can’t eem hold you it feel like a rash

I came with the funk like a hamper, uh, pampers

And all of these rappers been stealin' the sauce

I’ve just been winning man, I’m tryna get it man

It’s to the point I ain’t feelin' no loss

I been all in my bag

You been all in my business

You be all in yo feelings

I been all in them trenches

I been all in my bag

You be all in my business

Know they notice me flexin'

Fit in all of my fitness

Ocean under this dad hat

It ain’t me that you mad at

I ain’t trippin' bruh have that

Cause he don’t know I done had that

My bucket list got check marks

My denim pockets got stretch marks

My neighbors swear that I’m hustlin'

Like might as well bruh, fuck it then

I might whip around the city like a Uber

Got 'em watchin' me and my maneuvers

Why you cappin' bruh you not a shooter

She gon gimme brain think I got a tutor

I been too clean for the dirty looks

Piling paper thick as 30 books

Shawty fine as hell at 27, I can’t wait to see how 30 looks

I been outta pocket like loose change

Ride around like Bruce Wayne

Still hot as that blue flame

I might buy the block wit my boo thang

Yeah them squares in yo circle you outta shape

My city think that I got a cape

All of this smokin can’t get me a job but that’s just a risk that I gotta take

I’m a rockstar baby, feel like I’m chuck berry in my suede sperry

I’m a pop star baby, feel like I’m Steve Perry hittin' Halle Berrys

And it’s kinda scary all the power you got when you really be knowing yourself

Know that they cannot control me or hold me cause lately I barely got hold of

myself, shit

I been all in my bag

You been all in my business

You be all in yo feelings

I been all in them trenches

I been all in my bag

You be all in my business

Know they notice me flexin'

Fit in all of my fitness