Audio Push - Brown Bag lyrics

rate me

Look, what’s the difference between me and you?

You talk the good rhyme

It’s the liberty, ahead of your homies that could shine

Instead of comparing yourself to the next

On the last made checks you should grind

Bitch, your whole legacy up and remember the good times

I’m just saying

Where I’m from, I’ve escalated from nowhere

Coming up off of issues of to be of an instant 21

It’s so rare, make cop cars, they don’t care

Even the red tapers with no chairs

Twisting Lil Wayne when niggas obeying and twisting they game

No fair, don’t go there

Known for speaking on my views

Can’t stop us moving beside you

You about games, the ways of the game before I was able to tie shoes

This my crew, not wise to

We’ll find tools and ride through

Think you could roll? Your ankle be broke

From walking a day up in my shoes

You need to up your fitness, my childhood was a sickness

As a kid coming up never got what was on the wish list

They call me, tell me be careful who you gots seeing your business

‘Cause as soon as it get hot from the ones that’s being witness

But I made it out, that’s the reason why I don’t sound mad

I thank the Lord for all the flaws that my sound has

So much paper, I had to put it in the ground

Stashing now I’m reminiscing

Drinking liquor out this brown bag

Homicide, suicide

A second to see if you do or die, gotta ride

Nothing but memories on my mind, if I get fried

Too many reasons for me to cry

I take a sip out the bottle in this brown bag

Brown bag, brown bag

Brown bag, brown bag

Brown bag, brown bag

Brown bag

I wanna show love but I don’t think I know how to

Pregnancy and matrimony, I’ve lost all of its value

Make up to make up for everything that they lack

‘Cause women got so much package that I think it’s hurting they back

So you can bring your dreams, I’m gonna bring my pain

And we gonna keep on drinking till we do not feel a thing

And I feel it once again, the pain, so vivid

But there’s way more to life than watching other people live it

So I’ll never be great to hunt ‘cause I came from it

It hurts so bad and it feels so good

That’s the pain, numb it

The fastest way to get your attention is to not want it

And now that I don’t you be gonna shot

Now that hurts, don’t it?

So it goes one shot, two shots, three shots then four

Then phone calls and blown texts, they’ll even need you more

From success to rough sex, I’m talking about both of y’all

My heart hurts ‘cause it’s so involved

Blaw, that’s another

Homicide, suicide

A second to see if you do or die, gotta ride

Nothing but memories on my mind, if I get fried

Too many reasons for me to cry

I take a sip out the bottle in this brown bag

Brown bag, brown bag

Brown bag, brown bag

Brown bag, brown bag

Brown bag