Bag (feat. Kilocaine)

Even when I'm suicidal, I just gotta have a bag, bag, bag, bag See me dead with no revival, and it really ain't that, bad, bad, bad One day, i'ma take this money, when I die No pain, i'ma end it all before I cry Even when I'm dead and gone, I just gotta have a, bag, bag, bag, bag Nobody gonna see the sadness, aye Got a bad bitch, up on the mattress, aye When does it end, all the madness, aye I'll be taking shots, with a bad bitch, aye Got that nicotine and babygirl you missing me Take the smoke right to chest I'm breathing wintergreen Tryna live a lavish life up in the limousine Take a flight and then I end up in the Philippines Everybody coming for my neck, guillotine Got some poison, running in my veins, killing me Got these motherfuckers, everywhere, billing me I just need a bag, and then I'm good, Fantasy Baby I'm so numb, aye Tell me why I can't love, aye Maybe I can blame the drugs Aye, aye, aye, aye Even when I'm suicidal, I just gotta have a bag, bag, bag, bag See me dead with no revival, and it really ain't that, bad, bad, bad One day, i'ma take this money, when I die No pain, i'ma end it all before I cry Even when I'm dead and gone, I just gotta have a, bag, bag, bag, bag I gotta habit of getting a bag, and I swear to God, it wont stop I gotta habit, when I rip the plastic, when I got a bag of that ah And I add my magic, finna play like Madden, man I'm feeling Cody like Tom Guess it's automatic, feeling so ecstatic, I'm feeling busta like rhyme like Damn, leave me alone I don't know why you be calling my phone Feeling the weight, man I'm feeling so strong Weight of the world weighed down on my soul like Woah, Kil's back at it again Walk with his back to the wind Always on go, and he ain't asking for shit That way his hand it don't get bit Calling my own shots, in my own way I'm working hard, I take the long way Remember days in them hallways When I dropped out, take my own way Well I'm getting paid, no matter what I'm out here, paving my own lane Crazy how that shit works huh Get a bag, and f*ck the fame Baby I'm so numb, aye Tell me why I can't love, aye Maybe I can blame the drugs Aye, aye, aye, aye Even when I'm suicidal, I just gotta have a bag, bag, bag, bag See me dead with no revival, and it really ain't that, bad, bad, bad One day, i'ma take this money, when I die No pain, i'ma end it all before I cry Even when I'm dead and gone, I just gotta have a, bag, bag, bag, bag I just gotta get a bag, gotta get a bag Get the bag, get the bag, get the bag yuh yuh I just gotta get a bag, gotta get a bag Get the bag, get the bag, get the bag yuh yuh