Letra Secure the bag Joey Cool

Secure the bag

Look, if you live in estates
Homie, this shit gon' be critical
It's the American dream
That go for all individuals
I put in work for this shit
I wanna see my residuals
I'm try'na see it accumulate
While I'm alive and a physical
Why they be acting so simple, though?
Claiming it ain't 'bout the money
Saying it ain't 'bout the bread and butter
Saying it ain't 'bout the honey
Saying it ain't 'bout the bacon
Nigga, you're solely mistaken
I said the normal's a 9-to-5
Everyone try'na get paid (Bitch)
You try'na get worth, it ain't free
My nigga, don't look at me
I guess I know what I'm worth
I got the lock and the key
I see way too many people that ain't really happy or chasing a dream
But I don't dream boy, I set goals
Reaching for 'em for my self esteem
Would you rather have me run up on somebody yelling "Stand still" or "Stick 'em up"?
Armed robberies are felonies
Maybe I should jack a Brinks truck
Maybe I should be a drug kingpin moving Coke all with my feet up
Fuck that, man, the cops'll take the lock and throw away the key and leave us
Locked up for your natural
Life got you by the testicles
I don't mean to sound so extreme
But bad and I are really radical
This'll get your ass a [?]
Kids all up in the colleges
This could get you that acknowledgement
Talk about you when they politic

Admit it, you hate it a little
I know we making you mad
Nigga you know why I'm here
Try'na secure me a bag
That's why I'm talking 'bout cash
I gotta put more in the stash
Show me who got it, I want it, though
Try'na secure me a bag
Try'na secure me a bag
Try'na secure me a bag
My nigga, if you don't like money
Then you gotta move to the back
I'm try'na get it and go
I gotta be right on the path
Show me who got it, I want it, though
Try'na secure me a bag

I will be real with you, brother
Capitalism is smart
Try'na put you on some gain
Make sure you playing your part
Supposed to be split what you save
That get you right from the start
My gallery all in your brain
And I'm displaying the art
I know a couple of Bloods
I know a couple of dealers
My homie just called me from jail
I know some hustler niggas
I know some white people and they got millions of dollars invested in silver
I know some people who come from the projects and they ended up in the villa
I know some people who work for it
They like demanding for paper
My boss is a prime example
That brother's neighbors with players
That nigga there is a staple
Ain't no disputing the crown
He ready and willing and able
And he still repping the town
I know somebody named Trav
They think he part of the mob
They say he really a sav'
I say he doing his job
My mother moved up in the world
30 plus years on the job
Look here, I'm proud of you girl
And the key word is a job
Make sure you stay up on yours
Make sure you take care of yours
Make sure you treat it with pride
Don't do this shit like a chore
I'ma be real with you brother
I might show up in a mask
But I ain't here waiving no guns
I'm try'na secure me a bag

Admit it, you hate it a little
I know we making you mad
Nigga you know why I'm here
Try'na secure me a bag
That's why I'm talking 'bout cash
I gotta put more in the stash
Show me who got it, I want it, though
Try'na secure me a bag
Try'na secure me a bag
Try'na secure me a bag
My nigga, if you don't like money
Then you gotta move to the back
I'm try'na get it and go
I gotta be right on the path
Show me who got it, I want it, though
Try'na secure me a bag