Lyrics:
inside of your box
You got a problem, them Strange rhymers out on your block
So good morning, get it in like it's 30 below
Another ¡MURSDAY! is here
hood, fire shots at you (yea)
Tryna keep the guap near you
The community can't keep a shop by you
Kids with they pops in the box near you cuz their bail
about
But I can't help but worry in the back of my mind That I'll turn out just like you
Kids with bright future become adults with dark secrets
I used
on the air swaps to fog
So I drop the stocks break out the box
Suck oxygen til I'm off of my block
Veins cold flooding with a liberating rush
Like a kid I'm in
vision made by those officials got us prone to cop it,
Keep us twisted in this crooked vision of a 'prominence!'
If it ain’t this box that you up in you
live to see tomorrow
My dogs already warned your mother
She'll be full of sorrow
Busting through the door, somebody's house, kids screaming
I
go wherever they go, we'll be 'round the world by the end of the month
And it's like Kdot, good kid, track 4
We gon' move everyday through the back
of a box
Sorry, but Amazon ran out of stock
Log on in and face your fate
Starve to death and waste away
Calm your craving day by day
Freedom what you gave
can tell me
Nigga I would tell you if I did her
Yo I know you hit that, yo how the head, how the head kid?
Yo I did not touch her, that's like my
the one yea she's my date
Oh yea
Yea yea yea
We're just young dumb high school kids we're tryna live it up
Curfew by 11 fuck you cannot limit us
Vodka
that mean
Too many, too many niggas done lost their lives
Out in broad day
Over things no one their right mind could ever justify
So many, so many kids
Freck, yeah I get dirty
I'm the best, hands down, like six-thirty
[Paul Cain]
Look
Like Michael J. Fox, I got +Family Ties+
Posing us can't be wise
I'm a solo kid
Kinda' new to it
They be like "I don't know him"
I been changing a lot
Breaking & making the box
Hustle for the the top
I used
She be like you ain't call that much ye
I be going hard as fuck
This love thing ain't for all of us ho
Dreams are made
Reality is broken
Gotta get paid
many kids grew up sad but not glad (Like us)
How many
How many
How many
Ohh
How many kids just like me
Had a step daddy (Yes you did yes you did)
cnd
god
I kill you with the camera on
It's dawn of the dead and you
Mothafucker be dead by dawn
Guess I'm a little nuts
Like giving nukes to Donald Trump
at gettin' chicks
It's why Nike is good at sellin' kicks
It's why Disney is loved by all the kids
Why McDonald's owners are super rich, we too blinded
at gettin' chicks
It's why Nike is good at sellin' kicks
It's why Disney is loved by all the kids
Why McDonald's owners are super rich, we too blinded
shiverin'
Delivering a dosage of the
Most potent Ritalin
You must be kiddin' nigga
This ain't no Kid 'n Play more like NWA
Fuck you kids gonna say? Hola Hola
the gold faucets
Be cautious, well known to take the weak hostage
U.S Marshalls on the way and they cut open the gates
Know we going to trial by the look
wheels here
You trying to cut our lights out like we don't live here
Look what was handed us, fathers abandoned us
When we get them hammers, go on call
There once was a song
Called "Arrest The President"
Contemporary music, a hit with the kids
It was a top ten
I wasn't pop then, so I missed the bus
day you see his face just like a mascot
Trappin' out the Honda, no he never had a stash box
Stuck to armed violence, that was at the last spot
Every
You ain't living how I live sucka
That's why I flex on niggas
They never did love us
I'm putting checks on niggas
Even my kid's mother
And you ain't
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