Fein

You aint talking my math
If its not about cash ya i need me my bag
Ya i need it so bad
You aint speaking my language
So woadie dont say shit
I wont ever lane switch
Ya im on that same shit i NEED MY BAG
I NEED IT BAD i NEED MY BAG
I NEED IT BAD i NEED MY BAG
I NEED IT BAD i NEED MY BAG
I NEED IT BAD i wont ever lane switch
So we on that same shit
Im good when i came in
I aint ever changing up iM IN MY BAG
Now i know they mad
Sad i cant fold this cash
Damn dip off in my stash
Where they do that at
But we on the same shit
Ya you on that lame tip
Im popping a pain pill hoe
Still feeling the same shit hOLDING ME DOWN
HOLDING ME DOWN tAKE ME AROUND
TAKE ME AROUND serving the town
Serve my account ya we on that gang shit
Pull up and stain shit
It aint where you came from
Its bout what you leave with