Box
• Written by Rose
Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box
Trying to move foward, but it just don't stop
I drive the porsche box all around the block
Just to show haters what i've got
white girl affair, will she ever stop
know i sell like a pawn shop
Here is my gun, i got the perfect shot
Say the word and i give you what you want
wanna know if it's real or if its not?
I mean that from the bottom of my heart
Tippy toe my way up to the top
He say, she say." oh my god
Ballin and flossin so goddamn hard
I'd rather not live like there isn't a god
So you snap like mewhen these devils try to plot
Bitch, i pull one trigger
and your head will be gone.
Haven't seen the world in so damn long
now i don't know my rights from wrong
i dont care if the autotune's is gone
ive carried this swag since 91
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Rose
Member since October 3 2014