Boxed In Pt, 2

Back to the wall

Soon as they problems hit, I'm the only one they gon' call

I been through a lot of shit to the point the toilet getting clogged

Love ran all out of it screaming fuck my family and all

Got some friends in the feds

I ain't talked to in a minute

Got some friends niggas dead

I sit and talk to they image

I been talking to the mic

feel it's the only thing can hear me

Fuck that pain, look I'ma run it bout how I'm feeling

Let's go

I been feeling boxed in, I keep pushing

How you was outchea and you ain't pull it

I done lost friends off the fact that I thought we was locked in

They sent bullets

Every day a Glock 10 and a hoodie

On that block still they ain't looking

Work the clock still fuck rapping

I been tryna tilt a nigga hat crooked

I been tryna clock a M fo' they book me

Pull shmurda off like we in Brooklyn

Pull a perky out half a 30 I can damn near feel it fo' I even took it

You gon' lose ya life if you pussy

Pint of green syrup look like coolant

She wanna leave it, let her skate like she from the A

I ain't talking Skooly oh no

Screaming death before dishonor nigga

We gon' slam a lotta niggas

I shoulda seen niggas was fake, but I was blind to niggas

I shoulda moved 'em out my way but I stayed on side them niggas

Now I ain't got shit else to say or got no mind for niggas no

I ain't running from my problems

Bitch you cross won't get a dollar

Niggas pussy and they know that they don't step the floor is lava

Hear that Drac clap if it touch him he gon' die fo' he get to Ochsner

Bitch I'm loving switched, I ended up hitting her potna

Come on

But let's not forget

You could give a nigga yo last and that ain't stopping shit

You ain't grow with him then he opposite

Invest my feelings into Shay

Fuck who she rocking with

my pride on side of me