In My Bag (feat. Money Man) - Kenny Muney

It's some nights when the bread in my head for so long I lay down but I can't sleep I got plans for the future And shit that I want And I promise they ain't cheap Roll the weed for my thoughts But sometimes I get lost Grabba kickin' like jet li Every g take a loss But it made me a boss So approach me correctly Hit this beat with a hook Quick jab with my right Knock it out with my lefty All a bitch got to offer Is pussy and problems Take more to impress me Lost my homie this year And that shit really hurt But I know he protect me Don't like niggas If you not my mans Suck a dick And I mean that respectfully Guess I'm in my bag today I'm in my I'm in my bag today I'm in my bag today I'm in my I'm in my bag today I'm in my bag today I'm in my I'm in my bag today I'm in my bag today I'm in my I'm in my bag today I'm in my bag today And i just ran up a bag today I like money the faster way Kick me a Chevy or a BOA I'm in my bag today I'm in my I'm in my bag today I'm in my bag today I'm in my I'm in my bag today I move like a chef But my kitchen different I cook in the booth and not on a stove I see a check I gotta go get it In love with the money I had to propose If you not my fam And you not bro And you not my bitch Then don't hit my phone If it ain't bout paper then leave me alone I'm not in the mood You could tell by my tone I'm in my bag, duffle All bout my chips, ruffles Never give up, hustle Come from the bottom This straight from the muscle Lately been scoring so much Keep attacking the rack Driving lanes like I'm russel You niggas is jokes, chuckle Strapped in like a seat, buckle I know the light at the end of the tunnel So imma just fight through the pain I always do what I gotta Look out for my loved ones And never complain Stay the same nigga When I get a milli my nigga I never could change I'll just be shining With vvs diamonds All over my watch and my chains It's some nights when the bread in my head for so long I lay down but I can't sleep I got plans for the future And shit that I want And I promise they ain't cheap Roll the weed for my thoughts But sometimes I get lost Grabba kickin like jet li Every g take a loss But it made me a boss So approach me correctly Hit this beat with a hook Quick jab with my right Knock it out with my lefty All a bitch got to offer Is pussy and problems Take more to impress me Lost my homie this year And that shit really hurt But I know he protect me On my life Gotta have momma love Sitting nice in a Beamer or Bentley Guess I'm in my bag today I'm in my I'm in my bag today I'm in my bag today I'm in my I'm in my bag today I'm in my bag today I'm in my I'm in my bag today I'm in my bag today I'm in my I'm in my bag today

Let the Band Play Rap game ain't ready for a nigga like me 'cause this shit no cap, no sun visor Yeah, I been getting money, got a whole lot of everything And you know it's Paper Route Business Know I got a whole lot of niggas in they feelings Been shittin' on niggas, I'm filthy rich Got a knife on my neck 'cause I'm killin' shit So hot, I'll make you run up out the building, bitch Yeah, I set the trends, I make the young niggas go get it in I could fall back for a while just to show you lil' niggas that you can't beat me to the end I'm way too fire, you shouldn't even begin Yeah, I took a lot of L's just to win Thank God I been smooth like wind All my niggas in the feds or the pen' Hide some this shit down the road for my dawgs Any time that I can like, "I got you, my friend" I feel the pain that you're feelin', my nigga This shit hurt me too like I'm all in your skin I used the means just to get out the streets But the streets is what paid me and made me a man Most of you niggas ain't shit without money I'll blow all this shit and start over again I had to do this shit solo, solo I ran up 30 and bought me a Rollo Rollie, this bitch don't take heat, rollin' I had to come from the bottom, stay focused I told my bitches I don't need emotion I was gettin' load after load, I was loaded You niggas sit around niggas with money Then 'rap bout this shit, man, you niggas be posin' Is this young nigga for real? (Yeah) Do he got digits for real? (Yeah) I had to get it for real (for real, for real) You niggas rap what I live (for real, for real) Is this young nigga for real? (Yeah) Do he got digits for real? (Yeah) I had to get it for real You niggas rap what I live Even my haters know I got big racks Pussy said different and I never gave his bitch back All my opps know shots get sent back Yeah, I'm real cool, but I still can get with that Mindin' my business, long money what I'm gettin' at, yeah Eatin' real good, pockets gettin' fat, yeah Niggas rap deal, I done spent that, yeah Broke ass niggas, go fix that, yeah Damn, this young nigga for real (for real?) And he got digits for real (for real?) I had to get it for real (yeah) You niggas rap while I live (yeah) Damn this young nigga for real (for real, for real) And he got digits for real (for real, for real) I had to get it for real (yeah) You niggas rap while I live (yeah, yeah, yeah) For real, for real, for real, for real, for real, haha For real, for real, for real, for real, for real, yeah For real, for real, for real, for real, for real, haha For real, for real, for real, this shit for real, my nigga