Trapped In My Bag 3

Lyrics
[Intro] Trapped In My Bag 3 They can't fuck with me Always in my bag but it be feelin' like I'm trapped (Damn, JakeSand) (Daze Inn) [Verse] Always in my bag but it be feelin' like I'm trapped Took her out to dinner, she ain't even let you crack (Damn) Sick you gotta spend some money just to get some cat I could still take your bitch even if I didn't rap I could see it in your eyes you didn't mean what you was sayin' I don't give her no attention, she gon' text me, "Why you playin'?" Had a dream they caught me slippin' but I still went on sprayin' Don't you ever let them frеak bitches find out where you stayin' (You bеtter not) Niggas say I'm weak, but I be really givin' game I don't care what they say, but put respect on my name (TrDee) I would jump off a cliff before I ever be a lame I done been where you at, so you ain't gotta be ashamed Can't believe you did that, but the real shame on me For even thinkin' niggas could keep it real just like Dee Really saw this shit comin' like I had a UAV If you ever need some help, you can always lean on me Grind all season, don't just do it in the winter (I don't) Ain't nobody lackin', we got Glocky in the sprinter (Flrrt) Workin' hard as hell like it ain't shit to eat for dinner I don't want her, if she ever give me a chance, I'ma spin her (Spin her) Spinnin' like a wheel if they ever take one of mine Lately I been feelin' like they don't wanna see me shine They'll probably talk 'bout how you look even if they blind I was in a dark, dark place, I just had to climb I been settin' goals, ain't been achievin' 'em Started off as nothin', didn't nobody believe in 'em Used to be the player, but now I'm the one that's teachin' 'em They ain't got no money, hell nah, we don't beef with them Hell nah, I ain't never turned my back on my team Hell nah, I don't want her if she ain't a little mean Hell nah, I can't eat it if your shit ain't squeaky clean Slide down and put him in a suit just like Mr. Bean If you know, you know, but if you don't I'm sick Can't nobody fuck with me like my parents strict (You get it?) Pocket rocket in my pocket, it ain't got some kick Pull it out like a Beyblade and really let it rip R.I.P. to all the ones I lost, this last shot for y'all I'ma always stand on business, that shit make me tall I just want somebody there to catch me if I ever fall Everybody eats, before I score, I'll pass the ball (Here you go) I'll pass the ball I'ma stand on business, that shit make me tall ShittyBoyz
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- TrDee