[Intro]
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Sometimes, you gotta lose yourself to find yourself again
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Welcome back, Marlanna
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[Verse 1]
One for the money and one for the homies
I move with respect; I don't need nothin' on me
The father made way for me—feel just like Bronny
I got my look back; look, my blessin's, they on me (Yeah, come on!)
They reign and they rain—yeah, you see how I'm comin' (Yeah, come on!)
Pop-pop-pop-pop off—it sound like we drummin' (Yeah, come on!)
I reach all my goals like my nephew bе dunkin' (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yеah, yeah!)
Back on the rims, ridin' on rims
Came in all black to that, I came back, back-to-back
Backed up my ass to that, reppin' North Cackalack
Feel like a Cadillac, nothin' but classics
Never (Never!) been average, never been—uh! (Pop-pop-pop-pop!)
Avirex on me, I'm tougher than homie Gervonta
The fight is my mantra—I want it, I will
Get you a will; they carryin' steel
We fightin' to live, (Yeah, yeah!) my n***as—it's hard
[Chorus]
I'm back (Back!) in my bag (I'm back, back!)
I'm back in my bag, on God
The duffle, the Louis, the Telfar, the Gucci (Yeah, I'm back, I'm back, I'm back, yo, I'm back, hey!)
I'm back in my bag (Yeah!)
I'm back in my bag, on God (Yeah, I'm back, hey!)
The duffle, the Louis, the Telfar, the Gucci (Yeah, back, back, back, back in my—!)

[Verse 2]
Back in my duffle, don't fear no opponent
You know I'm gon' hustle like rubber band on it
Countin' my blessin's, I'm laughin' like Jonah
You don't wish me well, I guess you don't know me
God walk these n***as like Malcolm in Saudi
That's word to my momma, tatted on my body
My left arm, they ain't left arm
They still doin' harm, bodies on bodies
Cried over Malcolm, I cried over Dolphin
I'm cryin' for Nipsey, been feelin' like Lauryn
Carry the cross, got the Sun in my eyes
Groomed for this—I ain't meant to be no bride
Unmarried, but I know you still feel obliged
Bounce on these n***as—I learned from Sanaa
Back in my bag, and it's big as a duffle
With blessin's on blessin's, I came through the struggle
[Chorus]
I'm back
I'm back in my bag
I'm back in my bag, on God
The duffle, the Louis, the Telfar, the Gucci
I'm back in my bag
I'm back in my bag, on God
Yeah, yeah
The duffle, the Louie, the Telfar, the Gucci

[Verse 3]
I came through the rain, and I came through the thunder
I push through the pain; I'm laughin' at summer
My hell was way hotter—I feel like Assata
Escape with my truth; I came back like Nirvana
Road is all rocky—it's nothin'; I re-up
Go back-to-back, baby; can't no one here see us
Stomach it all 'til I look like Aaliyah
Went back and forth, forth and back, just like a cornerback
(Yeah! Yeah!) You n***as got ho veins
I respect Hovain
Tell 'em, "Get low, mane"
Bullets is flyin' high
I give 'em lo mein
Food for thought
Cocaine color the whip
Culinary on my wrist
Cookin' you; I ain't forgot what you did
State of it all eventually falls
Frequency, this is the shift—I'm home
[Chorus]
I'm back in my bag
I'm back in my bag, on God
The duffle, the Louis, the Telfar, the Gucci
I'm back in my bag
I'm back in my bag, on God
The duffle, the Louis, the Telfar, the Gucci
I'm back in my bag
I'm back in my bag, on God
The duffle, the Louis, the Telfar, the Gucci
I'm back in my bag
I'm back in my bag, on God
The duffle, the Louis, the Telfar, the Gucci