Marcus - Got In My Bag Lyrics

Yeah, they told me to get out my feelings man
Alright, yo
Got in my bag and got out my feelings
Got in my bag and got out my feelings
Got in my bag and got out my feelings
Got in my bag and got out my feelings
Got in my bag and got out my feelings
Got in my bag and got out my feelings
Niggas be cryin', I feel like Rihanna, all I know is work work (Woah)
Niggas spectating, niggas prolly hatin', all they do is lurk lurk (Woah)
Havin' expectations, have you frustrated, have you all hurt hurt (Woah)
Word around the circle I been touchin' paper like I'm on a word search (Woah)
I ain't even from this earth (Woah)
This shit is a gift and a curse (Woah)
Same shit that a make you happy, a have you walkin' 'round hurt (Woah)
Niggas want this shit to happen overnight, you better take a look at Durk (Woah)
Man I ain't even reaped the fruits of my labor, I ain't thinking 'bout dessert
I ain't worried 'bout another man
I can't worry 'bout y'all plans
I'ma leave it up to God, ain't no sense in tryin', cryin' tryna understand
I'm just focused on my own path
I don't stare, but yeah, I might glance
I'ma get rich or die tryin', I at least gotta give myself a chance
Got in my bag and got out my feelings
Got in my bag and got out my feelings
Got in my bag and got out my feelings
Got in my bag and got out my feelings
Got in my bag and got out my feelings
Got in my bag and got out my feelings (Yo, yo, yo, look)
I can't f*ck wit' shawty, she a Cancer (Woah)
She keep calling and calling and texting and calling
And texting expecting an answer (Woah)
I can't f*ck wit' you if you a dancer (Woah)
I might f*ck wit' you, but I got standards (Woah)
You might f*ck wit' me but you won't say it
You niggas is weirdos, ain't been taught no manners (Woah)
Bitch I'm still happy like Adam Sandler (Woah)
I just did a show in the Yak (Woah)
I just ran through a couple racks (Woah)
I ain't playin' 'round, bitch I'm back (Woah)
All I know is snap like Dak (Woah)
Hoes see me like, who is that? (Woah)
Niggas walkin' up, tryna get a dap
Ion f*ck wit' sleep, ion take naps
Gettin' in yo feelings really just a trap
Bitch, I'm good on that
Keep the sympathy, I'm good on that
Keep the jealously, I'm good on that
Keep the take, yeah, I'm good wit' that
Any hate, yeah, I'm good wit' that
Fake love, yeah, I'm good on that
If I say I'm good, then be good with that