I feel like I had to do it You gotta go get a bag and whatever you do put the bag into it You catchin bodies but ain't gettin money yo OG a bad influence Gotta watch out fa niggas who do you a favor but act like they mad to do it Lost so many niggas in the hood I think about it when I'm passin through it Whole lotta niggas done crossed me I was the one who was showin the love Be careful with niggas that's what it had taught me I seen a runner turn into a plug I know the feelin of havin the bag And losin it all being back in the mud If it ain't about money I don't wanna talk If I call him my brother then he like my blood Some shit I can't say you just had to see Homies locked up and its mass deceased Tell me how you feel don't be askin me Been broke so many times came back every time I still got my last receipt I done seen too many snakes I'm cuttin so low I don't know how much grass to keep Turned into the nigga I had to be Ion know why niggas mad at me I was the one never had to speak When I ain't have the ball they ain't pass to me You might have made it through school but don't be confused It won't help you pass the streets I'm really tryna look past the streets You come to my hood you won't last a week You get outta line it's gon cost you I had to get off my ass and go run it up I used to sleep onna flo' with the bugs Niggas hate even if you ain't 100 up You get some money they holdin a grudge I'm tellin my story I can't even sum it up But it won't never get back like it was I'm tryna give em the game while I'm comin up, Only because I feel like I had to do it You gotta go get a bag and whatever you do put the bag into it You catchin bodies but ain't gettin money yo OG a bad influence Gotta watch out fa niggas who do you a favor but act like they mad to do it Lost so many niggas in the hood I think about it when I'm passin through it Whole lotta niggas done crossed me I was the one who was showin the love Be careful with niggas that's what it had taught me I seen a runner turn into a plug I know the feelin of havin the bag And losin it all being back in the mud If it ain't about money I don't wanna talk If I call him my brother then he like my blood I remember back I was broke had my hand out They act like they ain't know who I was Thirteen years innocent jumped off the porch and got introduced right to the drugs Ain't seen this many people on my dick Since I got me some money and caught me a buzz They told me to grind, keep goin, keep it up But really they don't give a f*ck Like where was you at when I needed you I see you around only when I be feedin you My shooter gon hit and I bet they won't leave a clue I promise you nigga just give me a reason to Gotta break down the weed it take up all the cabinets Pistols, and beams on all the automatics Lil bitch ate the dick I made her call me daddy Got real movie clips cuz we want all the action Up and down the interstate tryna get to it Ain't shit to say a word show me how you gon do it She done ate my dick yea and drunk my fluid But she couldn't keep a secret so the bitch done blew it Heard a nigga talkin out his neck don't do it Make me pull up with the tool if you tryna unscrew it Early mornin countin up watch me run through it Stayin humble praying to God everyday I don't lose it I feel like I had to do it You gotta go get a bag and whatever you do put the bag into it You catchin bodies but ain't gettin money yo OG a bad influence Gotta watch out fa niggas who do you a favor but act like they mad to do it Lost so many niggas in the hood I think about it when I'm passin through it Whole lotta niggas done crossed me I was the one who was showin the love Be careful with niggas that's what it had taught me I seen a runner turn into a plug I know the feelin of havin the bag And losin it all being back in the mud If it ain't about money I don't wanna talk If I call him my brother then he like my blood