Push Up - In My Bag

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[verse 1] Always got time to believe in myself when i jump on a beat look i'm not afraid How can i care about women and clubs if my mind is healing i'm better paid I got one plaque now it's back in the box i need to keep moving stay up in the ring My brain buzzing let the boss in, checking angles yeah let me go in Woah Feeling like me no? You know i'm not gonna be a he-ro The rain on the window I need a z to get sleep before i get my pillow Chill yo You know i shoot this thing and i do well Not a gun, but i aim for a good spell Like a king got the loot i will sell Woah What i got in my mind cuz i'm too... rich Always touching the sky hold on bitch You'll never know what i'm dealing with don't try to walk in my shoes they will never fit I look up to me, i don't follow people there's nothing to see I'm alpha, i'm delta, i'm bravo i'm c I need to remember there's only one me woah [hook} I'm back in my bag Yeah I'm back in my bag Yeah I'm back in the game (right) Remember the name why? Cuz i'm back in my bag Back on the beat Back to the heat Back on the grind Back to my life Back on the legacy i'm leaving behind woah [verse 2] Devastated when i hit the pavement cut the lights off get the pen and paper Like a mob boss, i will be offended, walk on my turf, i get complicated I know i belong in the rap game If you disagree then i will agree With the winning side, and that would be me I don't give a fuck, that's how it should be I don't even have all the tools I don't even have all the views I don't even know anybody to push all my shit to the labels I'm usually taking them off when drinking the booze Fake news, look i never use, how can i abuse Drinking like this, i'm tracking the fools, enough with who's, i got my own rules Match fixing, star glazing, all green, i don't have patience Blame me, and my bank statements I'm not rich yet, no payments Still a threat when i get famous My outlet, you can say greatness I study the goats, it's contagious I'll turn into one so fuck wages Never got paid but i never debate Whatever i make, the picture i paint The pen i take in my hand i stayed Whatever the fuck i did the hate I got, i'm up, i don't ever stop Developing habits nobody will know what I'm thinking about i'm a rap-bot Pew pew Dodging bars Look at the stuff i'm putting in parts Cut through metal - i don't have a medal I don't feel high, i'm breathing on mars Fuck this shit I'm not gonna quit I will come back up Even when i'm hit Ain't nobody gonna do it in my place My pace to win the race Mistakes i know it takes A lot to win the games so Yeah Now i'm feeling like i'm on the rise Got me speeding on a single lane, overtaking people on motorbikes I don't care about no traffic jam Gimme bread because i got a plan Empty stomach change the diaphragm I need more space to breathe i need to get it done woah Same flow running in a pool off my brain tho Halo lighting up the sky and my window Door broke with a c4 like an intro No more giving up my time to get zero Digits i don't volunteer to be cool so I won't be the one living to get picked on Never calling back i'd rather be alone than left broke [hook} I'm back in my bag Yeah I'm back in my bag Yeah I'm back in the game (right) Remember the name why? Cuz i'm back in my bag Back on the beat Back to the heat Back on the grind Back to my life Back on the legacy i'm leaving behind woah
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