Lyrics Back Lit – Rod Wave
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Oh my God, Ronny
If you ain’t tryna get no paper then stay the f**k from around me
Bought a brand new Bentley, sent the pictures to the county
I don’t want no friends, evidently I just want the cash
I been sh!tting on these n**gas bad, got these n**gas mad
She want Prada, she want new Chanel, she ain’t cheap
She want Louis V, she want Gallery, Van Cleef
What you know about it I ain’t know about it ’til you told me
Spend that sh!t, know I spend that sh!t, you don’t owe me
Look
And I been had my stripes
I’ve been thuggin’ all my life
I’ve been hustlin’ all my life
I’ve been druggin’ all my life
I’ve been chasin’ after that paper
Runnin’ all my life, runnin’ all my life, okay
I been getting paid every way tryna get it right
I just hit the stage forty days and forty nights
Tired for real, grindin’ for real
They say his heart is broken, but it’s mine on them Ms
Got out my feelings, and got in my bag, okay
Got out my feelings, and got in my bag, okay
Get out your feelings, and get in your bag
Get out your feelings, and get you a bag
Get out your feelings and go get the bag
Get out your feelings and..
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Get out your feelings and run up a bag
Got out my feelings and got out my bag
Got in my, I’m back in my bag
Yeah, back in my bag
Uh, uh, back in my bag
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Back in my bag
And, n**ga, I’m so for real, n**ga, this growth, for real
I won’t say I’m fine to heal, but, n**ga, I’m tryna heal
I just pulled up on my n**ga Jigga, like, Brother we them n**gas for real
I got fifty million for real, we come out the trenches for real
F**k keeping tabs on the b!tch
F**k how these n**gas’ll feel
Just jumped off the jet on the way to the fight, we out here living for real
Thank God for my freedom and my life
Wish all my n**gas was here
For my n**ga TWeezie, I roll one twice, and I crack a seal
I been getting paid every way tryna get it right
I just hit the stage forty days and forty nights
Tired for real, grindin’ for real
They say his heart is broken, but it’s mine on them Ms
Got out my feelings, and got in my bag, okay
Got out my feelings, and got in my bag, okay
Get out your feelings, and get in your bag
Get out your feelings, and get you a bag
Get out your feelings and go get the bag
Get out your feelings and..
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay
Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Get out your feelings and run up a bag
Got out my feelings and got out my bag
Got in my, I’m back in my bag…
➤ Written by Rod Wave, Ronny J
Album: Nostalgia
Produced by BeatsByJuko, Ronny J
Rod Wave | 2023
