I am conquesting it

I just lost my dawg

Nigga, my brother taught me how to chase the bag

Get right in the field I had to make a bag

The day he lost his soul, wish I could take it back

I just wanna go get one mo' bag wit my nigga

Wanna be rich forever for my dawgs

'Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet

I vow to always ball until I fall

And we been on this money shit for years

Gotta drink this mud to make the pain go away

I been dropping these codeine tears

Praying Roddy Ricch don't go insane today

We was in the high speed like fuck the static

He wanted the Rollie, I wanted the Patek

Gotta get this safe my nigga fuck around and drag it

I done seen a lot of shit behind these glasses, yeah

My life goin' through many different phases

Gotta keep the gun on me can't go too many places

Rented V12's just to mimic drag races

Nigga we was bag chasers before we had braces

I just lost my dawg

Nigga, my brother taught me how to chase the bag

Get right in the field I had to make a bag

The day he lost his soul, wish I could take it back

I just wanna go get one mo' bag wit my nigga

Wanna be rich forever for my dawgs

'Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet

I vow to always ball until I fall

Got the Burberry jacket and an Ace of Spade

Get a hunnid racks, I gotta make it today

Gotta get a tennis bracelet, punchin' you right in the face

My dawg looked out for me when I ain't have nothin'

Pass on 30, then he put up in a Jag' or somethin'

When the opps seen him pull up cold, nigga, they was mad or something

We was countin' them hundreds back in Steelo's crib

I wanted to drip with my brother in Valentino for real

Remember I was talking to him on the jail phone on Christmas

Said when he get out we gon' add the check up like arithmetic

If you try to rob a nigga I vow to get the stick

I might slide on a nigga like a rip stick

I don't know why all these legends always gotta die young, yeah

Nigga gotta cut these snakes up out the grass

Out of everybody I suspected you last

We supposed to take all these flights first class

I just lost my dawg

Nigga, my brother taught me how to chase the bag

Get right in the field I had to make a bag

The day he lost his soul, wish I could take it back

I just wanna go get one mo' bag wit my nigga

Wanna be rich forever for my dawgs

'Posed to take you on you first trip on a private jet

I vow to always ball until I fall

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

Long live my brother

(Idk I got bored.)