{intro: camilosgarden & jay esco} Oh Garden blooming up Yeah Yeah yeah {chorus: camilosgarden} What you know ‘bout wanting something so bad That it don’t matter what you do to get a bag? I remember seeing brodie getting bagged All he knew was kicking doors and breaking glass You made me promise momma, i won’t ever lack She wanna see me escalade buying cadillacs Soon as i get out the hood, we’ll be good and we’ll relax Used to do whatever i could as a younging for them racks I was on the wrong side of the five-o I ain’t fu*king with no time so i got in my zone And i started making music, gavе my bro’s a lil’ hope I’ma take up all this pain and leavе it all in my songs Now they calling me gifted Yeah they know i’m on a mission I know where i came from but i’m moving to the riches Yeah my mindset different Focused on the paper, there ain’t nothing that gon’ switch that {verse 1: jay esco} If i make it out the hood Then my momma gon’ be good Had to put some money on the books for a ni**a like i should and I’m done with all that fake sh*t Goons in the cut, got shooters leave you faceless Facelift ducking your taco Swervo swerving through potholes 96 on the dash, it got me screaming free rallo If he see me in the cut then i’m gone Different drinks inside the cup and i swear it won’t be long Can’t like you when i’m down bad and in my feelings Cause it make you feel some type of way i’m ‘boutta make a killing What you know ‘bout them nights masked up like a villain? I done made it through some hard times but fu*k it cause i’m chilling I got shooters hit you up into two I don’t really wanna talk about interviews Couldn’t even last a day inside my shoes ni**as tryna’ ride the wave, my sh*t is new What you know ‘bout wanting something so bad? Went and copped that new bag Just to hold up all this weight, i need hundreds blue stacks It’s about time Yeah, it’s about time What you know ‘bout wanting something so bad? Went and copped that new bag Just to hold up all this weight, i need hundreds blue stacks It’s about time Yeah, it’s about time {chorus: camilosgarden} What you know ‘bout wanting something so bad That it don’t matter what you do to get a bag? I remember seeing brodie getting bagged All he knew was kicking doors and breaking glass You made me promise momma, i won’t ever lack She wanna see me escalade buying cadillacs Soon as i get out the hood, we’ll be good and we’ll relax Used to do whatever i could as a younging for them racks I was on the wrong side of the five-o I ain’t fu*king with no time so i got in my zone And i started making music, gave my bro’s a lil’ hope I’ma take up all this pain and leave it all in my songs Now they calling me gifted Yeah they know i’m on a mission I know where i came from but i’m moving to the riches Yeah my mindset different Focused on the paper, there ain’t nothing that gon’ switch that {skit} Qué le decía? Que que me hiciera sentir orgullosa y que Y que usted iba Yo le decía que usted iba a ser algo Usted va ser conocido, camilo Porque usted va a ser algo muy grande, algo bueno algo Usted va a ser conocido por algo bueno Algo que usted va hacer muy grande Y mire, usted ya es conocido Si o no?