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spencer the mc - in my bag lyrics

[hook]
i’m in my bag
i’m in my bag now
i was out bad
forget it, i’m back now
no time to be sad
no time to be sad now
fell flat on my back
but i never back down
look at my shoes, look at my wrist
don’t look at my blues, they do not exist
look at they way that i’m living my life
aw man they wish they could get it like this, aye
got so much feelings inside, i do not know where to go
i look up into the sky, i need some healing for sure, woah

[verse]
and it’s all just a movie
cars, clothes, money, murder, that don’t ever move me
i just work to get the prime time, like the news be
wе was doing two+a+days every single tuеsday
nights where we would dream it
from a honda to a beamer
from performing at the coffee shop to poppin’ at arenas
‘round the metro we was boomin’, i ain’t talking leland wayne
making mona lisa pieces, that’s a portrait you can’t paint
i know this is what i want, i know this is what i need
all this envy up inside me, imma heal it with my greed
all those moments i was grieving, emotions from not believing
if i post and get more followers i’ll feel that i can lead
i ain’t never had a f+cking role model
momma tryna mold a rhodes scholar
was skipping class for that cash, no math could help me solve these old problems
from the city, never sold product, but i gotta find a road to more collards to fill my hollowness
i don’t swallow my pride, i sing
[hook]
i’m in my bag
i’m in my bag now
i was out bad
forget it, i’m back now
no time to be sad
no time to be sad now
fell flat on my back
but i never back down
look at my shoes, look at my wrist
don’t look at my blues, they do not exist
look at they way that i’m living my life
aw man they wish they could get it like this, aye
got so much feelings inside, i do not know where to go
i look up into the sky, i need some healing for sure, woah

[verse]
money used to be the motive
we was copping dollars, prada got us hungry, taken note of
all the people at the top who dropped without a single notice
riding ‘round downtown in motorcades like they was potus
be the thing you dream to be is what they always told us
but they scolded when we chose a job that goes outside the folder
i was speeding for through the motions, but i couldn’t seem to focus
then i noticed how the posers made me feel like i was hopeless
i thought this is what i want, really, this is what i need
i started planning a garden before i planted a seed
not realizing materials won’t get me some more cereal
i was too busy following, losing the fight to lead
i ain’t never had a f+cking role model
momma tryna mold a rhodes scholar
was skipping class for that cash, no math could help me solve these old problems
from the city, never sold product, but i gotta find a road to more collards to fill my hollowness
i don’t swallow my pride, i sing
[hook]
i’m in my bag
i’m in my bag now
i was out bad
forget it, i’m back now
no time to be sad
no time to be sad now
fell flat on my back
but i never back down
look at my shoes, look at my wrist
don’t look at my blues, they do not exist
look at they way that i’m living my life
aw man they wish they could get it like this, aye
got so much feelings inside, i do not know where to go
i look up into the sky, i need some healing for sure, woah

- spencer the mc lyrics

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