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letra de brown bag - forgiato blow

[intro]
man, a young man came up to me the other day
he said “hey blow! how’s it feel to be rich?”
i told him “you create your own breaks!
you only get what you deserve, and you d-mn sure deserve what you get, lil homie!”
i told him to keep his eyes open
and go get a check!
ha

[chorus]
all i ever wanted was that brown bag (brown bag)
all i ever wanted was that brown bag (brown bag)
all i ever wanted was that brown bag (brown bag)
had to get off my ass, i had to get that cash (get that cash)
if you want that money you gon go and get it (go and get it)
if you want that money you gon go and get it (go and get it)
if you want that money you gon go and get it (go and get it)
all i ever wanted was that brown bag

[verse 1]
i had a dream i woke up and i touched a million dollars
since i young and i thought having money meant no problems
my life was full of drama and i ain’t even had no baby mama
my life was full of drama and i ain’t even had no baby mama
my homies told me go and get it if you wanna ball
and when you come back for us make sure that we all on board
that’s why we drop the top on every whip we f-cking floss
and if i got it, they got it, cause i’m a f-cking boss
i remember watching grand dad die
now i’m throwing money in the sky
elevated my craft
put two feet on the gas
and now i’m going oh, my money strong blow
[chorus]
all i ever wanted was that brown bag (brown bag)
all i ever wanted was that brown bag (brown bag)
all i ever wanted was that brown bag (brown bag)
had to get off my ass, i had to get that cash

[verse 2]
speak the truth, yeah, i’m gonna speak the truth
they don’t care about me, what makes you think they care about you?
if you want that money yall go gotta go and get it
don’t be that dumb motherf-cker sayin “i wish i did it”
saw my mama in the hospital the other day
and when i walked up in the room i swear i saw her grave
we’ve had more downs than ups but i’m not tryna turn the page
i’m never home, i’m on the road, i’m out here chasing fame
i remember praying to god for a million dollars
if i die before i wake go head and bless my partners
when you’re building from the bottom failure’s not an option
i’m forever chasing money tryna duck the coffin
remember back when i didn’t have a f-cking cent
now we spray them black bottles all over, we repent our sins
time flies, speedin lambos on them forgiatos
if i ever change up on my brothers feel my ass was hollow

- forgiato blow

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