Lyrics In My Bag 2 - N.A.T.E

Okay,
Okay okay, okay

Okay yeah I been in my bag (My bag)
But ya′ll been in ya'll purse (Ya′ll purse)
Niggas talking shit, so I make them eat they words, uh
I'm from the dirt, ouu I made it from the dirt (I did!)
I got that shit that make them bitches go berserk
I said I been in my bag (My bag)
But ya'll been in ya′ll purse
Niggas talking shit, so I make them eat they words, uh
I′m from the dirt, ouu I made it from the dirt (I did!)

I got that shit that make them bitches go berserk (Let's go)

I got that shit they call me Nate the Extrovert (Uh-huh)
In my bag you getting hurt, I beat the beat into a hearse
Lord forgive I′m with the shits, I smoke a spliff before the church (Smokey!)
Actions rooted from this hurt, I hope them prayers really work, cause
I really need it, mind is screaming, tires screeching, hard to see me too conceited
Out the park I'm Derek Jeter, I defeat ya′, nice to meet ya', drop the body ha la vista
Hit the gas then raise the meter
Living life in the fast lane drive like an Aston, I do no acting forever I′m lasting
My life is a movie you all in the casting, uh
Cause I drip like the Vlone, smoking extro and they asking what he on
Late nights when we ride in the Nissan, hated on the kid but now that we be on

Pussy boy, you is not what we on, real one I can't fuck with no peon
I own the game while you niggas just leasing, own the game while you niggas just leasing

I been in my bag (My bag)
But ya'll been in ya′ll purse (Ya′ll purse)
Niggas talking shit, so I make them eat they words, uh
I'm from the dirt, ouu I made it from the dirt (I did!)
I got that shit that make them bitches go berserk
I said I been in my bag (My bag)
But ya′ll been in ya'll purse

Niggas talking shit, so I make them eat they words, uh
I′m from the dirt, ouu I made it from the dirt (I did!)
I got that shit that make them bitches go berserk (Let's go)

Yeah bitch check my etiquette move like the president
Only the team all the rest are irrelevant, style on diablo I rip for the hell of it
Made my own way and the game I′m ahead of it
Oops, I mean the head of it, wait who?, fuck your comparison
Way too, sick I need medicine, made you, all that you've ever been
Wonder why everyone turning so delicate, I could give no fucks like I'm going celibate
When you put work you gone reap all the benefits

Shit is straight war when you around these confederates
To the queso, with the fuego, Put my chips in I swear until I′m all out
Make it back and we all going to ball out
Got to stay in my bag I cant fall out

Okay yeah I been in my bag (My bag)
But ya′ll been in ya'll purse (Ya′ll purse)
Niggas talking shit, so I make them eat they words, uh
I'm from the dirt, ouu I made it from the dirt (I did!)
I got that shit that make them bitches go berserk
I said I been in my bag (My bag)
But ya′ll been in ya'll purse
Niggas talking shit, so I make them eat they words, uh
I′m from the dirt, ouu I made it from the dirt (I did!)
I got that shit that make them bitches go berserk (Let's go)