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[Intro]DJ BugsySwishHehehe[Chorus]I just lost my dawgNigga my brother taught me how to chase the bagGet right in the field I had to make a bagThe day he lost his soul wish I can take it backI just wanna go get one mo’ bag wit' my niggaWanna be rich forever for my dogsPosed to take you on you first trip on a private jetI vow to always ball until I fall[Verse 1]And we been on this money shit for yearsGot to drink this mud to make the pain go awayI been dropping these codeine tearsPraying Roddy Rich don’t go insane todayWe was in the high speed like fuck the staticHe wanted the Rollie, I wanted the PatekGot to get this safe my nigga fuck around and drag itI done seen a lot of shit behind these glasses yeahMy life goin' through many different phasesGot to keep the gun on me, can’t go too many placesRunnin' V12’s just to mimic drag racesNigga we was bag chasers before we had braces[Chorus]I just lost my dawgNigga my brother taught me how to chase the bagGet right in the field I had to make a bagThe day he lost his soul wish I can take it backI just wanna go get one mo’ bag wit' my niggaWanna be rich forever for my dogsPosed to take you on you first trip on a private jetI vow to always ball until I fall[Verse 2]Got the Burberry jacket and an Ace of SpadeGet a hundred racks, I got to make it todayGot to get a tennis bracelet punch you right in the faceMy dawg looked out for me when I ain’t have nothin'Pass on thirty, then he pulled up in a jag or somethin'When the opps seen him pull up cold, nigga, they was mad or somethin'We was countin' them hundreds back at Steelo’s cribI wanted to drip with my brother in Valentino for realRemember I was talking to him on the jail phone on ChristmasSaid when he get out we gon' add the check up like arithmeticIf you try to rob a nigga I vow to get the stickI might slide on a nigga like a rip stickI don't know why all these legends always got to die young yeahNigga got to cut these snakes up out the grassOut of everybody, I suspected you lastSupposed to take all these flights in first class[Chorus]I just lost my dawgNigga my brother taught me how to chase the bagGet right in the field I had to make a bagThe day he lost his soul wish I can take it backI just wanna go get one mo’ bag wit' my niggaWanna be rich forever for my dogsPosed to take you on you first trip on a private jetI vow to always ball until I fall