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adam and miles - box lyrics

[verse 1: miles d]
this ain’t no gang no
this gang is a clan
chill with the homies the homies back
when it began
when i got booked and then they ran
god listen to my prayer
i never have triple digits
trapping dope every minute
c block like i spin it
and now yall all be worshipping jah but i never seen him not even a picture ya trippin
looking around and then i’m sinning
f-ck all you kids who be k!llin
and all these kids who still wanna beef
i hit my corner my block but they still want wendy mickey d on my streets
and free all the homies who gone to the box key chain twist lock, sheesh

[chorus: miles d]
what the f-cks wrong with your beats cuz
motherufckers get beat because
making od static heat he wuz
i don’t want to see you on my streets

[verse 2: adam v]
talk about the box
i been in and out a lot
even when im getting shot
i won’t even call the cops
cause i’ma ride on this b-tch
norman’s slive on this b-tch
og tribe on this b-tch
talk alive on this b-tch
we ain’t talking money no c-notes
walking bout the raps adam v wrote
what the f-cks up with the zona
walking around like a loner
eating p-ssy like a donut
michela taking them photos
acting like you did not know us

{chorus: miles d}
what the f-cks wrong with your beats cuz
motherufckers get beat because
making od static heat he wuz
i don’t want to see you on my streets
what the f-cks wrong with your beats cuz
motherufckers get beat because
making od static heat he wuz
i don’t want to see you on my streets

- adam and miles lyrics

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