She Want the Bag

[Verse 1]
Heart cold, veins froze, streets done took my soul
Tears on my chain, but the diamonds don't console
She said she love me, her eyes told me a lie
Gucci on her wishlist, but my love she won't buy
Pain in my chest, where the hollows used to sit
Her love like a Draco, recoil every bit
Tried to give her the world, she wanted the moon
But she danced with my demons under neon gloom
[Chorus]
She want the bag, not the man, that's the truth
Gold in her heart? Nah, it's plated, bulletproof
I gave her love, she gave me cold shoulders, yeah
She want the bag, not my scars or my prayers
[Verse 2]
Sitting in the trap, echoes of her laugh
But now I know the difference between love and a mask
She said I’m too street, I’m too broken, too raw
But she love the racks when I stack them tall
My mama said, “Son, some love ain’t real”
But I ain't wanna listen, I just wanted to feel
Now I’m counting my losses like I’m counting my bands
Her love counterfeit, slipping right through my hands
[Prechorus]
Pain hit deep, deeper than my first cut
She ain't love the man, just the diamonds in my clutch
Told myself, "Never again," but the scars still bleed
She want the bag, not the man, that's all she need

soulful melody, melodic trap, heavy 808s, soulful, rap, male vocals, emotional, raw