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In My Bag (feat. Tdc Meachie & Drakiio) Video (MV)






Lil Mike Too Real - In My Bag (feat. Tdc Meachie & Drakiio) Lyrics
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I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
Niggas tryna ride my wave
I'm comin' outside today
Mask on, know I gotta hide my face
You know I ride with the K
Goddamn I'm so in my bag
Now I gotta hide my safe
I call up Drakiio, call up Meach
Yeah, we bout to go slide today
Promise these niggas can't f*ck with me
Who the best? Yeah that be me
I use these hoes for EBT
Ain't no love up in these streets
You know I'm rollin' with that heat
Chop yo block up, make it bleed
I remember them days when I didn't eat
Now I make a couple bands a week
Got a couple real niggas on my side
You play them games, then you gone die
I got that heat that leave you fried
I'm really turnt up with the guys
Shit ain't hard, I make it easy
I ain't givin' out no freebies
All them niggas that hate wanna be me
Bitches gone scream when they see me
Main goal is to get rich
Tryna stop me, but you ain't bitch
I never thought I would get this big
On some real shit
Might slap a nigga like Will Smith
I be ridin' around with the full clip
I'm the wrong nigga to come fool with
We ain't Nike, but we just do shit
My niggas be too swift
Tryna spend 100K on a new crib
I go hard as f*ck, they be like "who him?"
I'm really turnt up on some new shit
Niggas switch up, get jammed they tellin' it
TT4L for life, I'm reppin' it
No movie scene but we keep hella clips
I'm gone stay in my bag till I'm hella rich, yeah
I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
I was down broke, I ain't have me a dollar
Now I'm at the top, they callin' me twin
I cut off whoever, I don't want no friends
Knew I was the GOAT before I began
I'm the voice of the K, they callin' me Meachie
They like whoa you making it easy
My voice ain't cheap come get you a feature
They know I'ma step out with my people
Got it up out the mud, I ain't really have it easy
I don't need no promotion, I really don't need it
Look at my views, I reach for the stars
Whenever I talk, they all click pause
They like "whoa who that?" He hard
You want you a hit lil buddy get near me
I don't want no attention, the kids gone feel me
Go ask around I'm one of the realest
You can't compete, I don't care who you is
Got my foot on the pedal and I won't let up
No murderer but I murda the beat
I got some killers who stand by me
Go ask around I'm big Tdc
Go ask around I'm takin' them chains
Can't hop on this wave, you might just drown
Let me turn up, they feelin' my sound
What you gone do for that bag, go get it
Stay down, stay down, it take patience
Don't let nobody get in your way
Just stay focus, it take a lil patience
Find you a sound and stick to the rhythm
No matter what never change who you are
I'm tryna pull up and flex in a benz
I'm tryna throw me a M in the hood
I got the power no James St. Patrick
Go ask around I make things happen
I live what I rap, I don't be cappin'
Go ask around I'm one of the greatest
My name trending on everybody playlist
All of my songs become they favorite
Mike on my side, he say that I'm live
Drakiio with me, say I'm one of a kind
I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
Okay, I'm back up in that mode
Foot on the gas, might lose control
So much love lost, like where it go
My mind, I'm stuck up in that mode
Get on the beat and I straight flow
She tell me yes, she tell you no
Walk in the trap and lock the door
I know my opps want me to rage
Hop out the car and let it bang
I'm chasing checks, I ain't chasing this fame
PS4, that's how he got played
We smoking today, high as a plane
Pork Rinds, that's how he got flamed
Go ask around we not the same
That lil boy died for speaking on game
Get on his ass like Major Payne
Dear God, I don't know when I'ma change
Well I been stuck, just switching lanes
This shit's a family not a gang
He say it's up, I'm sending flames
I been walkin' through some pain
Since my brother I ain't been the same
Don't give a f*ck if you don't know my name
And this shit deeper than some fame
I would never leave my brothers
Hop out them bushes with them cuttas
This shit we did, can't tell another
And I put that on my mother
It make they block steam like butter
We leave opps runnin' to they mama
Belt to ass, don't do no runnin'
They should've known how we was comin'
It hit they block, bullets gone dump em
This shit we that we shoot, go through your stomach
Don't give a f*ck bout no opps
Just duck yo head when you hear them buttons
No surviving, you won't get lucky
Creep up on him just like I'm Chucky
Put that shit on when I'm in public
Mama raised a soldier, it ain't no runnin'
I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
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I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
Niggas tryna ride my wave
I'm comin' outside today
Mask on, know I gotta hide my face
You know I ride with the K
Goddamn I'm so in my bag
Now I gotta hide my safe
I call up Drakiio, call up Meach
Yeah, we bout to go slide today
Promise these niggas can't f*ck with me
Who the best? Yeah that be me
I use these hoes for EBT
Ain't no love up in these streets
You know I'm rollin' with that heat
Chop yo block up, make it bleed
I remember them days when I didn't eat
Now I make a couple bands a week
Got a couple real niggas on my side
You play them games, then you gone die
I got that heat that leave you fried
I'm really turnt up with the guys
Shit ain't hard, I make it easy
I ain't givin' out no freebies
All them niggas that hate wanna be me
Bitches gone scream when they see me
Main goal is to get rich
Tryna stop me, but you ain't bitch
I never thought I would get this big
On some real shit
Might slap a nigga like Will Smith
I be ridin' around with the full clip
I'm the wrong nigga to come fool with
We ain't Nike, but we just do shit
My niggas be too swift
Tryna spend 100K on a new crib
I go hard as f*ck, they be like "who him?"
I'm really turnt up on some new shit
Niggas switch up, get jammed they tellin' it
TT4L for life, I'm reppin' it
No movie scene but we keep hella clips
I'm gone stay in my bag till I'm hella rich, yeah
I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
I was down broke, I ain't have me a dollar
Now I'm at the top, they callin' me twin
I cut off whoever, I don't want no friends
Knew I was the GOAT before I began
I'm the voice of the K, they callin' me Meachie
They like whoa you making it easy
My voice ain't cheap come get you a feature
They know I'ma step out with my people
Got it up out the mud, I ain't really have it easy
I don't need no promotion, I really don't need it
Look at my views, I reach for the stars
Whenever I talk, they all click pause
They like "whoa who that?" He hard
You want you a hit lil buddy get near me
I don't want no attention, the kids gone feel me
Go ask around I'm one of the realest
You can't compete, I don't care who you is
Got my foot on the pedal and I won't let up
No murderer but I murda the beat
I got some killers who stand by me
Go ask around I'm big Tdc
Go ask around I'm takin' them chains
Can't hop on this wave, you might just drown
Let me turn up, they feelin' my sound
What you gone do for that bag, go get it
Stay down, stay down, it take patience
Don't let nobody get in your way
Just stay focus, it take a lil patience
Find you a sound and stick to the rhythm
No matter what never change who you are
I'm tryna pull up and flex in a benz
I'm tryna throw me a M in the hood
I got the power no James St. Patrick
Go ask around I make things happen
I live what I rap, I don't be cappin'
Go ask around I'm one of the greatest
My name trending on everybody playlist
All of my songs become they favorite
Mike on my side, he say that I'm live
Drakiio with me, say I'm one of a kind
I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
Okay, I'm back up in that mode
Foot on the gas, might lose control
So much love lost, like where it go
My mind, I'm stuck up in that mode
Get on the beat and I straight flow
She tell me yes, she tell you no
Walk in the trap and lock the door
I know my opps want me to rage
Hop out the car and let it bang
I'm chasing checks, I ain't chasing this fame
PS4, that's how he got played
We smoking today, high as a plane
Pork Rinds, that's how he got flamed
Go ask around we not the same
That lil boy died for speaking on game
Get on his ass like Major Payne
Dear God, I don't know when I'ma change
Well I been stuck, just switching lanes
This shit's a family not a gang
He say it's up, I'm sending flames
I been walkin' through some pain
Since my brother I ain't been the same
Don't give a f*ck if you don't know my name
And this shit deeper than some fame
I would never leave my brothers
Hop out them bushes with them cuttas
This shit we did, can't tell another
And I put that on my mother
It make they block steam like butter
We leave opps runnin' to they mama
Belt to ass, don't do no runnin'
They should've known how we was comin'
It hit they block, bullets gone dump em
This shit we that we shoot, go through your stomach
Don't give a f*ck bout no opps
Just duck yo head when you hear them buttons
No surviving, you won't get lucky
Creep up on him just like I'm Chucky
Put that shit on when I'm in public
Mama raised a soldier, it ain't no runnin'
I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
I know why they mad
I know why they mad (Yeah)
I got in my bag
I got in my bag (Yeah)
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Writer: Mike Irvin, Devin Williams, Tdc Machine
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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