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deetranada - box lyrics

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verse 1

i’m the baddest out the bunch, so you better mention me boy, get a stack, rack it up, pack it up, then i blow it like leroy
people told me- i’m the og, all these others is decoys, man you know me, all my homie’s gon’ bang where they deployed
i’m the one with the dough, like i been up on the stove, people said that they gone pop me, then i see em and they don’t
man i wish that they would try, tell em hit me on my good side
word to ji stop? nay i- don’t play, i- don’t
man, i’m the best in the rap game, i ain’t talking bout the show, i ain’t saying that they rap lame, but when it come to me i blow
never heard this, i was kinda worthless
back when i was searching, tryna find a purpose, homie i was hurting when i started lurking, then i got a pencil and i started working, y’all already know that i spit clean, k!lling half of y’all at 15. who else do y’all know that’s 15, that can zip a body bag with a 16
half of 30, 10 away from 40
meaning people hurting when i grab the shorty, if i let it mingle, when you hear the jingle then usaining on me is ya first priority
0 friends, all the ends, never sad it all depends, only me, all of them
take em out, all the limbs, let it ring? call again, injure me? senzu bean, make em lean, euro step, ball again, money up, fall again, cop a rack, blow a stack, get it back? mall again

chorus

nah, never was the type to switch the flow up for a broad
finally got it even like the kid combined the odds
bro my logic crazy oh my goodness oh my god, who would’ve thought i’d lose my circle just for thinking out the box (x2)

verse 2

never act ion play roles, no drama, ion
never break the code that’s the game mode
hold my nose high i’m in stank mode
if you ain’t close to my bankroll
don’t talk to me cause you can’t tho
so suprised that y’all gums ain’t green yet from that fake gold
how you fake signed. sold ya fake soul to a fake deal with a fake pen for fake pesos
see me in public, “is that dee?”
nah it ain’t bro
pineapple fanta phantom it ain’t sweet though, see yo, i do not like none of y’all
like i’m ebro
but i had to get violent just so all these dummies go quiet they talking real hot when i walk in they silent but i would be wrong if i snap and start whiling i did televeision they went with the climates and went with the kids that was hating and trying i’m guessing that’s fine, but let you say yo from behind, i’ll turn around bullets flying yah

chorus

nah, never was the type to switch the flow up for a broad
finally got it even like the kid combined the odds
bro my logic crazy oh my goodness oh my god, who would’ve thought i’d lose my circle just for thinking out the box (x2)

box out (x7)
yea



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