CeoCartier - Bag B4 U Lyrics

That money more important So please don't hit my phone
Cause clearly you not that important Bitch, I'ma need that bag before your ass
Oh yeah, I'm short Just pray on all my losses
Soon as I walk inside the court No, I want golden spoon fed

So I wasn't a good sport I couldn't do what I wanted to do
Hell Nah Iain playin' sports I went straight to Argentina, nigga
Then I got important Momma was workin' hard
Sometimes she couldn't afford the forces I remember my first pair of Levi's

Got that off the dice granny betty kept us straight
Didn't even know we was eatin' rice Instead of preachin' to the world
It's best to take your own advice When I was broke as f*ck
I had to hustle, I ain't think twice What you know about comin' up

Inside the trailer with them mice Every day I keep a strong mind
They thought I was a pisces My cousin said I'ma be somethin
When I grow up, but they gon' bite it This shit come out the dome
Hell nah, I ain't gotta write it These niggas don't even pull up

No more when they got beef They just type it
That money more important So please don't hit my phone
Cause clearly you not that important Bitch, I'ma need that bag before your ass
Oh yeah, I'm short Just pray on all my losses

Soon as I walk inside the court No, I want golden spoon fed
So I wasn't a good sport I can do what I want
Hell nah, I ain't playin' sports I went straight to Argentina
Nigga, then I got important Momma was workin' hard

Sometimes she couldn't afford the forces She couldn't afford the forces, nigga
And for real, ma workin hard as hell, you know what I'm sayin'
Respect that, you feel me? She always had to hustle
Sometimes she just, you know what I'm sayin'? She couldn't afford it, so

You know, I wasn't trippin' I went and got it on my own, and
Believe that, nigga, I was like, ya I went in my bag, nigga
When I want it, son
When I want it, son