Back Lit - Rod Wave
Composed by：Rodarius Green
Uh uh
Yeah yeah
Oh oh
Yeah yeah
Oh my God Ronny
If you ain't tryna get no paper
Then stay the **** from 'round me
Yeah
Bought a brand new Bentley sent the pictures to the county
Yeah
I don't want no friends evidently I just want the cash
Money
I been ******* on these bad got these mad
She want Prada she want new Chanel she ain't cheap
She want Louis V she want Gallery Van Cleef
Yeah yeah
What you know about it
I ain't know about it 'til you told me
Spend that **** know I spend that **** you don't owe me
Look and I been had my stripes
Yeah yeah
I've been thuggin' all my life
Yeah yeah
I've been hustlin' all my life
Yeah yeah
I've been druggin' all my life
Yeah yeah
I've been chasin' after that paper
Yeah yeah
Runnin' all my life
Runnin' all my life yeah
I been runnin'
Okay I've been gettin' paid every way tryna get it right
Yeah yeah
I just hit the stage forty days and forty nights
Tired for real
Yeah
Grindin' for real
Yeah
They say his heart is broken but his mind on them M's
Frrt
Got out my feelings and got in my bag okay
Got out my feelings and got in my bag okay
Ah ah okay
Get out your feelings and get in your bag
Yeah
Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Yeah
Get out your feelings and go get the bag
Yeah
Get out your feelings and
Okay okay okay okay okay okay
Okay okay okay okay okay
Frrt beep
Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Get out your feelings and run up a bag
Got out my feelings and got in my bag
Got in my I'm back in my bag
Yeah back in my bag
Yeah yeah
Uh uh back in my bag
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Back in my back
Yeah yeah
Back in my bag
Yeah yeah
And I'm so for real this growth for real
For real
I won't say I'm finally healed but I'm tryna heal
Yeah yeah
I just pulled up on my Jigga like
"Brother we them for real"
For real brother
I got fifty million for real
For real brother
We come out the trenches for real
Yeah
**** keepin' tabs on a ***** **** how these feel
How they feel yeah
Just jumped off the jet on the way to the fight
We out here livin' for real
Yeah yeah
Thank God for my freedom and my life
Wish all my was here
Free my brother
For my TWeezie I roll one twice and I crack a seal
Okay I've been gettin' paid every way tryna get it right
Yeah yeah
I just hit the stage forty days and forty nights
Yeah yeah
Tired for real
Say tired
Grindin' for real
***** I grind
They say his heart is broken but his mind on them M's
Oh it's on my mind
Got out my feelings and got in my bag okay
My bag my bag okay
Got out my feelings and got in my bag okay
Okay okay okay okay
Get out your feelings and get in your bag
Yeah yeah
Get out your feelings and get you a bag
Go get it
Get out your feelings and go get a bag
Yeah
Get out your feelings and
Frrt beep beep
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 in my bag
Got in my I'm back in my bag
