Shoebox

(S-shu-shu-shut up the dance, this is ah horriblistic ting)

(I'm going to die, and it's all your fault)

Like, got my mumsy tellin' me I'm lost

Talk to the devil, but it comes with a cost

Made 5K in a day, that's lidge

But I still put that cash in a damn shoebox

Nothin' ain't changed

Phone full of thots and my bitch complains

Still get calls for the coke from James

And I tell him, "No way," livin' in a different lane

I walked into my bitches crib

Threw that cash straight to my bitches tits

Can't scratch that codeine, I crave that itch

I maxed my plan book, work out my days, get rich

She's like, "Hi, ain't spoke in a minute"

J-Just two more texts, then I'm in it

I spoke to the devil last night, let's win it

Trapped for days, now I make tracks for a livin'

I'm on codeine

Back then would've brought the blocks down just like sedimentary

Name's not on the list, still get entry

Nigga's never win, losers, now they envy

I'm 'bout to have sex with Lola

Love the cash, the drip, I'm polar

She switchin' up, b-bipolar

Said she hate me, next day move vulgar

I can't duck from the life, I'm chosen

Back then with a Plain Jane, now it's frozen

Dosin' with the potion, pour the ocean

Got Quagen in my cup, we potent, huh

My piss comin' out purple

Dappin' up Dappz and the man in my circle

We got one for the team, pass it on like Özil

Even when I'm trippin', I could never take it personal

G-Got my mumsy tellin' me I'm lost

Talk to the devil, but it comes with a cost

Made 5K in a day, that's lidge

But I still put that cash in a damn shoebox

Nothin' ain't changed

Phone full of thots and my bitch complains

Still get calls for the coke from James

And I tell him, "No way," livin' in a different lane

Turn up the fuckin' decibels

D-D-D-DJ cppo, fuck-nigga