The Box Lyrics - Fairplay 2333

Lyrics of The Box

I put it on my soulllllllllllllllllllllllll
I still had to switch the up the flow
Not sweepin' no dirt up under the rug
I had to talk with the plug
He gave some shock'a P's gave me a buzz
I gotta block'a I call it the stop'a
It's fryin' the beef make'a whooper
I send out lil homie he come with 100
You runnin' he chasin' u track n field
You niggas was up didn't wanna help up then u fell off Jack and Jill
My nigga need an appeal it's glue on his lips they close its sealed
I use'ta think about deals millions on millions on millions on millions
Then I remember my value I changed like Chameleon
I make it my own
Split the shit up daughter, my lady
These bitches they can't even get'a weave
They tryna blow I don't feel a breeze
How u shooter but never score
I'm on the road like I gotta tour
That warrant petty won't go to court
I'm tryna ball I ain't a sport
I came for the brain and she a dork
I can't be trustin' these niggas they slimy they slither they jewelry be fake
They hoe condone the shit
My bitch, a boss send yo bitch to work freight
We not comparable caliber hall of fame amateur
Whats a boss to a manager it's nothing like dice to a gambler
Life marathon getcha stamina
Bars emergency get a ambulance
White could be ya fall call it avalanche
Or it could give u drive like a caravan
I sent my prays up heaven but Jesus didn't answer I'm thinkin' it spam
Or maybe I just I didn't listen
Not Aladdin no time wishes
No work and no food on the dishes
I just the trap and I'm lookin suspicious
If I get'a tip on lick and the money is right then I'm bringin' stick
I let it lead like I'm blind these niggas gangstas they really be lyin
They just be talkin and postin and braggin' boastin' gone build
They indictment
I was just taught when the money illegal then you should be ball silence
Them bitches ain't solid they shakey
You goin' with them and they goin' with ya rivals

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Team Artist:	Fairplay 2333
Duration:	1:54
Copyrighter:	Distrokid