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adriiian - i'm in my bag lyrics

[intro]
hmmmm hmmm
oooo oooo
(mally mal drippin sauce yo)

[verse]
i’m in my bag, making friends with all the papers and pencils
and the staples and stencils
kinda feel like spitting something sentimental on this instrumental
if i don’t get the chance to vent it could be detrimental
i’m in my bag, posted up with the binder and the laptop
feening for a fix while ironically bumping crack rock
feeling blue like i’m the colts mascot
took a l and now i gotta ride it to the last stop
i’m in my bag cuz i don’t wanna go outside, it’s kinda brick tonight
i overheard your girl saying you don’t hit it right
and she think that you been sniffing white since you pledged crip for life
now she giving k!lls to all these different guys
i understand why you think drugs would have you feeling right
but with all due respect, i ain’t gon trip tonight
i don’t wanna rely on acid for my happiness
i only fry my brain on psychedelics for them different sights
i’m in a bag that cost me more than the bags under my eyes
it’s nice to be alive for the event of my demise
if god was real, she’d hit me with a low blow
and leave me f-cking bleeding out in soho
and for n-ggas who think they special, i don’t mean to upset you
but you gotta stop asking me for money, i’m in debt too
my only income is selling the weed i don’t smoke
that’s contraband and evidence to popo
you know, i once thought that weed was the key to world peace
like, if my n-ggas got the munchies, f-ck it, everybody eats
if my n-ggas got the cottonmouth i’ll cop the sweet tea
and if my n-ggas seem out of it, i’ll let them go to sleep
but weed gave glen a criminal record, far as i know
and now this fronto got me turning to a lost soul
feeling like sh-t, not thee sh-t, just compost
at least mally mal drippin sauce, yo. i’m in my bag

[bridge]
i’m in my bag, thinking to myself how long is this sh-t gonna last?
hopefully this feeling dies out quicker than the dab
but until then, you can catch me in my bag
i’m in my bag, thinking to myself how long is this sh-t gonna last?
hopefully this feeling dies out quicker than the dab
but until then, you can catch me in my bag

[outro]
when the going gets rough and you’re waiting on your come up
come and join me, we can smoke until the sun up
i’m just trying to survive
stay high till i die
and i don’t even really know why
cuz the going got rough and i’m still waiting on my come up
running out of options, might just smoke until the sun up
i’m just trying to survive
stay high till i die
and i don’t even really know why

- adriiian lyrics

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