RasRok - In My Bag

I wake up, step out, give myself a pep talk like
Today's another chance Give this shit yo best Shot
Give you that filler, all that realer shit is left OFF
That left out trash shit is what they give y'all
Grown niggas spend they whole life gettin Sent off
Stock shares for the playboys in the Penthouse
They pop bottles, we pop bangas when pissed Off
You gotta make that connection cuz the Bridge out
Branch out, I don't feel'em like I'm passed out
So tell'em hand it over hands down
I stand proud of my city, we layin down dying
Ain't no rapper gon do shit about this violence Tho
Where we headed I don't know, maybe to the Outer globe
Hope I don't go underground before I share What I have wrote
What I quote, twice as potent as a viper poke
Said I'd do it and I did now I need the antidote
And I'm dope,certainly I'm what they leanin on
You searched for it Frank Lucas in the Viet Cong
Return with it put the people on
Even the Preacher got a needle on'em
Up in church with this work servin, sermons
Prayer helps stairsteps that we kneelin on,Now he OD'n off it
TV tell us stories, you can believe'em all
The media be hidin the people really involved
How we survive, Rob Peter stang Paul
Or go and get the soda like I'm up in St. Paul
Rebel without a cause, never its law and order
Every record I'm cleaning the weapon keepin It oiled up
I ain't loyal ta tha U.S. I'm loyal to US
I pray my sound stick around like a loiterer
Pro wrestlers who oiled you up
Nevermind give a fuck both my balls is cuffed
Time yall's is up this the stuff dreams made of
Sucks to have to wake up strugglin For a way
To cut the middleman out put myself in the Place of the plug
I'm retracin my steps not relayin the drugs
Though I'm reweighin the buds
I got like 3 Months before my strain comin up
And man we roll blunts never flarin a plane
We share the same umbrella know you hearin The rain

Though I'm reweighin the buds
I got like 3 Months before my strain comin up
And man we roll blunts never flarin a plane
We share the same umbrella know you hearin The rain

Clean fillth, city cold, RasRok, GRIZZ
ICU man 360 man, my Nature still Ill bro haaa
Thas valid Unh, wish I had a blunt unh
I'm in my mothafuckin bag joe

Written by:
Rameses Hardy

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