Mr Groove - Duffle Bag Lyrics

Yeah
No matter how high you rise
The hustle never dies
Street Life
Cuhz it's the only life I know
Street Life
Ha ha f*ck it ey
250 Racks in my duffle bag
Some of my finest straps in my duffle bag
Nothing but loud packs in my duffle bag
Got a couple bricks of sniff in my duffle bag
Gucci, Louis and Fendi stitched on my duffle bag
Picked out a Bently tossed the salesman my duffle bag
Hit multiple ports of entry with my duffle bag
From the block to the clear-port with my duffle bag
My aura is the truest, authenticated
True blood not convoluted
Warrior my team is full of shooters
And every maneuver is bout that currency renewal
And it's apparent I'm the heir apparent
Feel my presence whenever paper is present that shits to be expected
Where there's pressure I pressed it, left the dots all connected
Plus I'm fully connected nigga I'm fully invested
Counting money the color in different hues
Shut down the mall you niggas stop and peruse
Try as you might you cannot walk in my shoes
The price of this life is precise, you can't afford the dues
On the highest high yet still tied to the street
Still got that brown paper bag money
Still got a hundred guns and a hundred clips
What's the good in having a fortune if you're not round to spend it
250 Racks in my duffle bag
Some of my finest straps in my duffle bag
Nothing but loud packs in my duffle bag
Got a couple bricks of sniff in my duffle bag
Gucci, Louis and Fendi stitched on my duffle bag
Picked out a Bently tossed the salesman my duffle bag
Hit multiple ports of entry with my duffle bag
From the block to the clear-port with my duffle bag
My duffle bag is more than just a carry on (That's right)
It houses choice artillery as I carry on
So if you see me in the streets you should carry on
One touch from me and your vitals will cease to carry on
Prosperity brought me clarity, spectacular views
Burn through a bag burn through two, re-up then I recoup
Revamp then return rejuvenated that's how we do
Cover the grid longitude and latitude
Pappa Doc Duvailler I run shit unopposed
I stand with the stars you stare and wish up under those
Check out the scale I balance it well
Legal tender on one side the other illicit sale
Keep the specifics quiet, homie that's hush money
Alphabet boys be trying to track and I'm like what money
Laundry stay clean, that paper trail non existent
They can't f*ck with your boy, evidence insufficient
250 Racks in my duffle bag
Some of my finest straps in my duffle bag
Nothing but loud packs in my duffle bag
Got a couple bricks of sniff in my duffle bag
Gucci, Louis and Fendi stitched on my duffle bag
Picked out a Bently tossed the salesman my duffle bag
Hit multiple ports of entry with my duffle bag
From the block to the clear-port with my duffle bag
200 Bands under armour and over the shoulder
Bypass the middle man, every deal I am the broker
No piece meal, make sure that your funds in order
Before you order no bit coins accepted at this brick and morter
A bag exchange is preferred, minimal words
If execution is smooth, then execution won't occur
You venture where the water is deep
Every move that you make signals the shark to come feast
Every day I tote my duffle bag like an athlete
Stay on top of the game like Bellechek and Brady (The best)
Every day it's a given, currencies in the vision
I turn dreams to fruition, playing power's position
Fist full of dollars raised the game plan is prolific
Birkin bag for my wife, Prada bag for my mistress
They materialistic so I spoil them bitches
Sometimes the cost to be the boss is expensive
250 Racks in my duffle bag
Some of my finest straps in my duffle bag
Nothing but loud packs in my duffle bag
Got a couple bricks of sniff in my duffle bag
Gucci, Louis and Fendi stitched on my duffle bag
Picked out a Bently tossed the salesman my duffle bag
Hit multiple ports of entry with my duffle bag
From the block to the clear-port with my duffle bag