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408 darwin - shoebox lyrics

[chorus]
and i’m rollin’ ’round the city in a new drop, new block
brodie playin’ pac out the boombox
yeah, ridin’ with the rock in his tube socks, two glocks
see the sun shinin’ off the rooftops
d+mn, had to hit the corner on like two cops, move fast
hid the drug stash in the shoebox
yeah, had the gun stashed in the shoebox
yeah, a little good bag in the shoebox (yeah)

[verse 1]
and i been rollin’ ’round the city with no destination
and i been through some sh+t that really need no explanation
money chasin’, tryna get a bag and see these hundred faces
duckin’ feds, ain’t tryna see the time i see my brother facin’
and i been lookin’ for some time, but it done ran out
made it right to where i am and i ain’t need no handouts
got signed, that’s the first time i seen them bands bounce
brodie in the streets, ain’t talkin’ class when we do head counts
and really i’m still in that sh+t, but i been coolin’ on it
we spendin’ bands and coppin’ g’s and throwin’ fullies on it
my homie steady pushin’ p’s, i told him put me on it
n+gga disrespect, i’m not gon’ lie, gotta push up on it
and there’s still days that i be thinkin’ ’bout that get+back
mask up, hop up in that car and get that l!ck back
run up on they block with h+lla shots and leave their hand cracked
n+ggas took my homies, give it all to get that man back
[chorus]
and i’m rollin’ ’round the city in a new drop, new block
brodie playin’ pac out the boombox
yeah, ridin’ with the rock in his tube socks, two glocks
see the sun shinin’ off the rooftops
d+mn, had to hit the corner on like two cops, move fast
hid the drug stash in the shoebox
yeah, had the gun stashed in the shoebox
yeah, a little good bag in the shoebox

[post+chorus]
and i’m rollin’ ’round the city in a new drop
yeah, had the gun stashed in the shoebox

[verse 2]
yeah, i was a no+name school scholar, no friends, few dollars
quick hands, smooth boxer, tight end, move proper
now it’s benihanas, fast cars, diamonds, blue lobster
sittin’ in the amg in cali bumpin’ “who shot ya?”
yeah, it’s a long way from lex’, i told my brother that
everybody callin’, they keep askin’ when i’m comin’ back
i told ’em that i’m straight and when i blow, i’ll bring a hundred back
step up in the stu’ for three hours and make a hundred tracks
yeah, and i’m convinced this where i’m meant to be
i be thinkin’ ’bout the family, wonder if they missin’ me
walk up in these shows and wonder if the people feelin’ me
dodgin’ all these lights and tryna circumvent my enemies
yeah, ’cause they got thoughts of k!llin’ me
yeah, yeah, and they got thought of endin’ me
tryna circumvent my enemies, yeah, yeah, uh
i been tryna boss up
tryna give my mama good news when she call up
tryna free my brother out that prison, got him locked up
weedin’ out that dirty money, not tryna get caught up, yeah
[chorus]
and i’m rollin’ ’round the city in a new drop, new block
brodie playin’ pac out the boombox
yeah, ridin’ with the rock in his tube socks, two glocks
see the sun shinin’ off the rooftops
d+mn, had to hit the corner on like two cops, move fast
hid the drug stash in the shoebox
yeah, had the gun stashed in the shoebox
yeah, a little good bag in the shoebox

- 408 darwin lyrics

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