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letra de my bag - rav

[verse 1]
thought it was what it was
work towards a set of goals
so i’d go to sleep and wake up for the rush
a feeling i can trust
this music sh-t is paying me enough now
ain’t sh-t changed though i chase it for the love
i don’t take breaks, no discussions
told myself i must work, all i’m undertaking is for us
putting time, time; i keep taking it from us
but, what’s the objective?
it keeps changing every month
no, every week, every day, every minute
now i’m running all the starting line afforded me is worthless, i don’t want it
told myself if i can walk a mile then i can run a hundred
with no finish line in sight, though i’m not sure what i’m becoming, yeah
[chorus]
anything that you want, anything that you need
girl you know i got you
every week of the month
evеry day of the week, yuh

[break]
yuh
i’m good, i’m good
i’m in my bag

[verse 2]
thought you were what you arе
f-ck with me at the start
then up and leave me tomorrow
you ever capricious as f-ck
so maybe i ought to go run off a cliff just to keep you enthralled
what will happen when you’re sleepy or bored?
apace
turn away from me while i fall
and once my body meets the surface at last
will you so much as even take a peek at the floor?
huh, i doubt it
i somehow really doubt it
yet i insist to meet your gaze
always professing loudly
i’ll be-
[chorus]
anything that you want, anything that you need
girl you know i got you
every week of the month
every day of the week, yuh

[break]
you’re right
yeah

[verse 3]
thought i am what i will
seek understanding myself
work on rebranding my wealth
godd-mn it, i’ve failed
’cause f-ck all the capital built
i haven’t actually healed
in fact i would go on and say i’m now half just as well as i was years ago
and in battle i fell and succumb to the shadows my parents did cast
which i then helped grow at an elaborate scale (i’m good, i’m good)
self sabotage embedded in my code
feed these demons is all that i know

[chorus]
anything that you want, anything that you need
girl you know i got you
every week of the month
every day of the week, yuh
[outro]
but why it gotta be like that?
stuck on repeat like that
what can i say?
that’s always been me, my bad
k!lling me is my bag, what!?

- rav

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