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You Ain't Got the Bag Video (MV)




Performed By: Bag of Tricks Cat
Length: 3:29
Written by: Michael Gamarano




Bag of Tricks Cat - You Ain't Got the Bag Lyrics




You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag, you ain't got the bag
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag, you ain't got the bag
Oh no

Why you hatin on my honest livin
It isn't my fault that your ass ain't have a pot to piss in
I ain't been bingin, been over driven like an engine
I wanna do another tour in Britain
My mom says I'm so persistent
Like my grandma was
I'm a musician, kids who bullied me are janitors
At best they're managers of grocery stores
I'm a locksmith to the city the way I open these doors
Went from a busboy, mopping up floors
To a Billboard charting artist, hopping on tours
Have done what very few in this game have done before
And if rappers power trippin I unplug their cord
I don't give a damn, music's paying my bills
After years of me struggling, hoping and praying it will
Now I finally got the bag, I finally got the bag
Dreams do come true, you should be cheering why you mad

You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag, you ain't got the bag
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag, you ain't got the bag
Oh no

I'm making more money than cats signed to a major
If I posted that online they'd probably call me a hater
Cause I don't wear a chain like them
Don't wear designer like them
These cats signed but just glorified hype men
Right when I pull up to the Grammys bet your list change
You go from saying it's all love to growing disdain
As far as the southwest, I'm paving this lane
The real PHX God, I birthed you rappers like the 6th day
I'm sick of being humble, I worked hard for mine
I'm all legit, yeah I cross the t's and dot the i's
But being successful means you will be ostracized
And subject to a ton of rumors, lots of lies
You're crossing lines, if that's what you do
What would Arizona be without RTU
Now we finally got the bag, we finally got the bag
Dreams do come true, you should be cheering why you mad

You should be cheering, why you mad
Why you mad
Should be cheering, why you mad
Why you mad
Should be cheering, why you mad
Why you mad
Cause we finally got the bag, finally got the bag
You should be cheering, why you mad
Why you mad
Should be cheering, why you mad
Why you mad
Should be cheering, why you mad
Why you mad
Cause we finally got the bag, finally got the bag

You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag, you ain't got the bag
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag, you ain't got the bag
Oh no
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You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag, you ain't got the bag
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag, you ain't got the bag
Oh no

Why you hatin on my honest livin
It isn't my fault that your ass ain't have a pot to piss in
I ain't been bingin, been over driven like an engine
I wanna do another tour in Britain
My mom says I'm so persistent
Like my grandma was
I'm a musician, kids who bullied me are janitors
At best they're managers of grocery stores
I'm a locksmith to the city the way I open these doors
Went from a busboy, mopping up floors
To a Billboard charting artist, hopping on tours
Have done what very few in this game have done before
And if rappers power trippin I unplug their cord
I don't give a damn, music's paying my bills
After years of me struggling, hoping and praying it will
Now I finally got the bag, I finally got the bag
Dreams do come true, you should be cheering why you mad

You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag, you ain't got the bag
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag, you ain't got the bag
Oh no

I'm making more money than cats signed to a major
If I posted that online they'd probably call me a hater
Cause I don't wear a chain like them
Don't wear designer like them
These cats signed but just glorified hype men
Right when I pull up to the Grammys bet your list change
You go from saying it's all love to growing disdain
As far as the southwest, I'm paving this lane
The real PHX God, I birthed you rappers like the 6th day
I'm sick of being humble, I worked hard for mine
I'm all legit, yeah I cross the t's and dot the i's
But being successful means you will be ostracized
And subject to a ton of rumors, lots of lies
You're crossing lines, if that's what you do
What would Arizona be without RTU
Now we finally got the bag, we finally got the bag
Dreams do come true, you should be cheering why you mad

You should be cheering, why you mad
Why you mad
Should be cheering, why you mad
Why you mad
Should be cheering, why you mad
Why you mad
Cause we finally got the bag, finally got the bag
You should be cheering, why you mad
Why you mad
Should be cheering, why you mad
Why you mad
Should be cheering, why you mad
Why you mad
Cause we finally got the bag, finally got the bag

You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag, you ain't got the bag
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag
Oh no
You ain't got the bag, you ain't got the bag
Oh no
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Writer: Michael Gamarano
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid


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