I’m stuck in a box
Someone please get me out the locks
On my last dollar I’ll spend it on you
Better than spend it on food
I don’t wanna quit
Think I might quit
Too many days I been eating sh#t
No money, no money gotta get the bag
Gotta get the bag gotta get it
Gotta make a name
Gotta stay the same
No switching up and playing different games
Everyone’s a fool around you what you gon’ do
Make your own moves and follow through
I’m stuck in a box
Someone please get me out the locks
On my last dollar I’ll spend it on you
Just another
Mother f#cker
In the city of lovеrs
No one gives a f#ck unless it undеr covers
No one gives a f#ck about you what you gon’ do
No one cares about what you gonna go do
Make a plan, get the guap
Then you’re gonna be a man
Then they’ll care
Then they’ll care
Then they’ll care
Then they’ll care
I’m stuck in a box
Someone please get me out the locks
On my last dollar I’ll spend it on you
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