Lyrics
Pinchin ©9/2017 (Revised 8-2-18)
Why they wanna Pinch Off Of My Bag baby... Pinchin off of My... my bag baby...
Why they wanna Pinch Off Of My Bag baby... Like I ain’t work for all I have baby... Why they wanna Pinch Off Of My Bag baby... Pinchin off of My... my bag baby... Why they wanna Pinch Off Of My Bag baby... Like I ain’t work for all I have baby...
V.1
Like I ain’t stacked Up... like I ain’t stack every Dollar to get them racks up... like I ain’t took me a Moment to get them packs up...
You get a Dollar or Two... your Friends act up... hate to see you Back up...
It’s even Worse when you real... and if you Black Enough... and if I wasn’t a Goon... I might get Jacked Up...
It’s like they love when you down... your Lips Chapped Up... and love to see you Depressed... your strength Tapped Up...
So they can Smile in your Face... and see you Zapped Up... Hope you Tap Out... or hope you sent Back Up...
So they can Whisper about you... and how you Cracked Up... Screw all the Facts Up... see how your Life Smacked Up...
Like you ain’t been in the Jungle... Filled all the Gaps Up... the Jungle Book of a Hustler ain’t Never Wrapped Up...
They want me Capped Up... Worse come to Worse... they want me Snatched Up...
(I get Out... Everybody Beggin)
Why they wanna Pinch Off Of My Bag baby... Pinchin off of My... my bag baby...
Why they wanna Pinch Off Of My Bag baby... Like I ain’t work for all I have baby... Why they wanna Pinch Off Of My Bag baby... Pinchin off of My... my bag baby... Why they wanna Pinch Off Of My Bag baby... Like I ain’t work for all I have baby...
V.2
I put the Grand Marquis up for market... Gave the Lacs Up... it gets cold... you grab a Skully... Team Caps Up...
Throw on your Hoodie and Jeans... I’m bout to Mask Up... your Feature Presentation... yea I done Basked Up...
You know I Bask in the Glory of bein’ True To It... nobody gives you a Dime once you done Blew Through It...
Nobody pays you no Mind... that’s how the Zoo Do It... I looked myself in the Eyes... I had to say Screw It...
Cuttin’ Corners wasn’t worth it Searchin’ for a Fortune... tired of my Back on the Ropes and feelin’ Imperfect...
I seen a Higher Purpose... Be as B.I.G. as Will and Curtis... Be even Bigger than Biggie... be who done got the Furthest...
The Millionaire Boys... told me it’s a Do or Don’t... the Filthy Rich doin’ thangs all the Broke Won’t...
You gettin’ what you put in and not a Crumb More... the trick is Count so much Cash until your Thumbs Sore...
Why they wanna Pinch Off Of My Bag baby... Pinchin off of My... my bag baby...
Why they wanna Pinch Off Of My Bag baby... Like I ain’t work for all I have baby... Why they wanna Pinch Off Of My Bag baby... Pinchin off of My... my bag baby... Why they wanna Pinch Off Of My Bag baby... Like I ain’t work for all I have baby...