[Hook: Aaron Rennel] I got a bag full of b**hes, a bag full of swishers, a bag full of papers I got bag full of hoes, a bag full of clothes, a bag full of haters I got a bag for my mom, a bag for the k**ers A bag for a boss, a bag for my n***as A bag for my highs, a bag for my lows A bag for everything you should know.. n***a [Verse 1: Aaron Rennel] Feelin like Pac in 2012 That mean I'm dead right? I mean I'm stressed and I can't get it off my chest and every time I dream I keep on seeing headlights Dear Lord what am I doing wrong? Don't tell me I ain't got to ask I knew it all along I'm sorry for my tone, sometimes i just get frustrated But then again you know that They tell me read my bible But it was men who wrote that And if they anything like the way they are today Then i don't know if can't trust a single statement that they made Forgive me father i don't question your existence The only thing i question is corruption in the system And yeah i got a problem with the world and what we live in They think of subtle ways to remind you you still a n***a then act surprised when they gave us the guns and we pulled the triggers And lock us up in cages with the laws they made to get us With a (chorus) (verse 2) Feelin like BIG in 2012 That mean I'm dead still And i keep seeing things that i just can't explain tell me why these motion pictures in my head still I know you got a plan for me I just don't know what it is Dont wanna lose my blessings just because of how i live See all i ever wanted was a couple cars and cribs Enough money to keep my mom from struggling with her kids Enough money to give my pops a lil something, something Enough money to pay my debts before i started stunting If you got it, it ain't everything but when you broke you suffer So when you see the paper you'd do anything to cuff it So I'm sorry god Idk what else to say Once a thing becomes habitual its very hard to break Its sad to say you can't survive a day without the cake I get it by any means, i flip it getting my green With a (chorus)