Studio In My Bag (feat. A.D)

Yeah, woah, Jacob I got the stu' in my bag I'm in the stu' in my bag (Woah) I got the stu' in my bag (Woah) (Ayo Jacob, they gotta hear this one) Yeah, uh huh Aye (Yeah yeah) I got the stu' in my bag, I'm in the stu' in my bag (Yeah yeah) I be going verse for verse, that's why these haters is mad (Yeah yeah) Don't gotta pay for no beats, you know I stay in the lab (Yeah yeah) And I be writing my own bars, you can never compete with my pad (Yeah yeah) I got the stu' in my bag, I'm in the stu' in my bag (Yeah yeah) I be going verse for verse, that's why these haters is mad (Yeah yeah) Don't gotta pay for no beats, you know I stay in the lab (Yeah yeah) And I be writing my own bars, you can never compete with my pad Yeah (yeah) You know that you cannot compete I'm in the lab and I'm chillin', I'm sparring with EB, I told him I'll send him a beat (Whoo) Me and G² dropped "24 Bibles" I promise it's nothing but heat Hearing 'em say that Jacob Mbayo ain't the hottest in the city is funny to me Hearing 'em talking is nothing to me, now it's all about the money for me I'm sending all of my tracks to UnitedMasters I don't do nothing for free, now I just do it for me There they go back to hating, if they send a diss, there'll be retaliation (Brrr) And Jacob, they mad he made it, and like a bad doctor, they're running out of patience (Uh huh) Aye, they tried to catch us slipping from the front but we done walked in from the back (Haa) If you my dawg and you break my trust, I swear there's no giving it back (Facts) There is not one rapper out the city that ever could see me, it's facts (Uh uh) They tried to put the boy in isolation but I done came out with some tracks 'cause I got the stu' in my bag (Aye) I'm in the stu' in my bag (Yeah yeah) I be going verse for verse, that's why these haters is mad (Yeah yeah) Don't gotta pay for no beats, you know I stay in the lab (Yeah yeah) And I be writing my own bars, you can never compete with my pad (Yeah yeah) I got the stu' in my bag, I'm in the stu' in my bag (Yeah yeah) I be going verse for verse, that's why these haters is mad (Yeah yeah) Don't gotta pay for no beats, you know I stay in the lab (Yeah yeah) And I be writing my own bars, you can never compete with my pad Yeah, bar for bar, you can't touch my flow Float on the track and it's up I go When I drop this track it's up, I know I'm part of a team, I know my role Congratulations to the artists that's finally owning their masters But never forget one thing, if your music trash, it really don't matter (Haaa) I'm more than only just a rapper (Facts) I'm in the kitchen with the batter Quarantined every week, goddamn, it's starting to feel like a pattern (Woah) Stella Rosa Il Conte getting me through, it be tasting like flowers uh (Yeah) Jacob got the stu' in his bag, been authentic, no Stock X tag (No Stock X tag) I got these other rappers mad 'cause I'm a hooper and got flows on deck (That's facts) Gucci shoes just to flex, both ears dancing as well as my neck (Woah) She call me a Jew 'cause the drip is real (Huh) R-I-P Kobe, word to Big Stills (Yeah) Made her my boo, bought her some shoes Open my bag and there is stu' I got the stu' in my bag (Yeah) I'm in the stu' in my bag (Yeah yeah) I be going verse for verse, that's why these haters is mad (Yeah yeah) Don't gotta pay for no beats, you know I stay in the lab (Yeah yeah) And I be writing my own bars, you can never compete with my pad (Yeah yeah) I got the stu' in my bag, I'm in the stu' in my bag (Yeah yeah) I be going verse for verse, that's why these haters is mad (Yeah yeah) Don't gotta pay for no beats, you know I stay in the lab (Yeah yeah) And I be writing my own bars, you can never compete with my pad