Secure the Bag

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Bukshot] It don't matter what these haters say, grab the bag Hit the ground running, kinda like I'm at the track I remember not long ago I was broke Living on my baby momma's couch feeling like a joke Money low, had to change it up, bust back (bust back) Keep on living like a chump, homie fuck that I'mma hustle till I can't hustle no mo' Ten toes in the dirt, prayin' good lord Come be with me on the grind, try to make it out Every second counts, trynna stack your bank account (bank account) Till then I'mma play 'til I win If I lose I don't eat and that ain't happenin' [Chorus: Wrekonize] Hustle every minute bitch I thought that you knew We don't sleep till we eat, don't stop till wе're through So get down on the ground till wе do what we do You see there's never time to waste, so here's what we gon' do Secure the bag bruh We're not fucking around Hustle up and get the bag bruh So get to paying up now, shoulda known we'd get the bag bruh [Verse 2: Blaze Ya Dead Homie] Staying Blaze since the 80's on that fuck you, pay me All that hustle for the chips, slinging loud out the whip Get heads, dividends, watch the paper stack up Money piles, stretch amounts, gotta keep them racks up Secure the bag for the fam with the means and a plan It all started with a gram, took the ball and I ran 'Fore you snitch on individuals, quick to dispose In my mess I leave 'em tasting lead naked with bullet holes You fucking with a pro the Deadman a legend Keep 'em guessing when I'll strike Now they sweatin', drippin' wet, 'bout to lose they shit tonight Go on and roll the dice, bet you hit snake eyes 'cause I'm letting slugs fly [Chorus: Wrekonize] Hustle every minute bitch I thought that you knew We don't sleep till we eat, don't stop till we're through So get down on the ground till we do what we do You see there's never time to waste, so here's what we gon' do Secure the bag bruh We're not fucking around Hustle up and get the bag bruh So get to paying up now, shoulda known we'd get the bag bruh [Verse 3: Trizz] Yeah Secure the bag and you niggas better not laugh Bragging'll get you slapped jacked and dragged in a bag Wrap it intact, cremated into ashes to ash (yeah) Dust to dust get you fucked up, sit back and then laugh (haha) And it ain't nothing to put a price on the tag Collect the cash, then go and stash it in the back of the Jag Haters get mad instead of going to grab 'em some cash Straggle and yap on my name, shitters acting like fags Never gon' last, they time passed, they has been that Getting hacked by a bitch who ain't got no ass (yeah) Ain't no exception, you niggas gotta accept it The bag'll get secured as soon as niggas expect it Aye, nigga [Chorus: Wrekonize] Hustle every minute bitch I thought that you knew We don't sleep till we eat, don't stop till we're through So get down on the ground till we do what we do You see there's never time to waste, so here's what we gon' do Secure the bag bruh We're not fucking around Hustle up and get the bag bruh So get to paying up now, shoulda known we'd get the bag bruh