Lyrics Bag Talk - Mardee Millz

Yeah, Millz
Bag talk nigga, yeah

Bag talk, niggas know how we coming (Millz) I'm speaking them money convos
Locked in, had to get in boss mode. Checks coming like I won the lotto
Flip it, invest it. Since I got on my shit I been restless
Staying hungry I know that I'm destined. Making money and making progression
Everyday I'm alive is a blessing yeah. Made it this far and I'm grateful
Came from the ground it was painful. Cash on me it be older than Hazel yeah
Rubberband Records the label. Fix the city, we the ones who gon change it up
Niggas don't know what I'm made of. On a mission to the top and I'm raising up

I know they hate that I'm up. Niggas dissed me and they thinking I gave a fuck
Giving they two cents while I'm stacking these hunnids. I'm focused on saving up
I'm running the game like it's Playdium
Niggas complain cuz they ain't getting paid enough
I'm all for the profit that's never stopping. Money talk, if it's not then we breaking up
Yeah there's no other option. Niggas know I'm a problem, no one can solve it
I had to get in my bag, I was getting tired of the clock-ins
Turned to boss and now I'm popping in this rap shit
I'm in the studio often making it happen
Bag talk, I'm securing the profit. Hats off, all you niggas are capping
Look at me now, my name going around
All this money be coming I don't know the count
I was stuck on the block but I'm making it out
This shit all that I want, I ain't playing around
Niggas look dumbfounded. First they were doubting me, now they be wondering how
Gotta stay on the route I been climbing the mountain
So I don't care if niggas hate from the ground
I been on cloud 9, Mardee elevating and nobody is bringing me down
All of the hate gave me strength, they would talk on my name
Now they using my name for the clout
Niggas know what I'm about, I don't gotta announce it. Can't let em fill me with doubt
They know my actions are loud. I move in silence til I feel like I'm ready to pounce on em
On the mic I'm a hound on it, had to switch up my sound on it
I keep spitting that ammunition. I won't ever run out of it, I got rounds of it
I been playing my cards right, now it's my turn
This my purpose I knew I could count on it
I'm at shows out of town now, I'm proud of it. I'm burning the house down, crowd jumping
I'm paper chasing racing to it. I'll give you the rundown
Out-run em, out-grind em, out-shine em
Coming up from nothing, turned it into something I been trusting Gods timing
Got no problems cuz I know that I'm guided
Dropping numbers and there ain't no surprises
I want the money, freedom, power, rising from the ground up. I been all about the

Bag talk, niggas know how we coming (Millz) I'm speaking them money convos
Locked in, had to get in boss mode. Checks coming like I won the lotto
Flip it, invest it. Since I got on my shit I been restless
Staying hungry I know that I'm destined. Making money and making progression
Everyday I'm alive is a blessing yeah. Made it this far and I'm grateful
Came from the ground it was painful. Cash on me it be older than Hazel yeah
Rubberband Records the label. Fix the city, we the ones who gon change it up
Niggas don't know what I'm made of. On a mission to the top and I'm raising up

We raising nigga, you know how we coming man
Millz
Bag talk nigga, bag talk nigga
Yeah
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