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longlivejag - sandbox story lyrics

[verse]
i’ma sandbox soldier
look, hey callin’ me the bag toucher
brown paper bag busser, pick the cash upper
eatin like the last supper, came a long way
from shooting dice in the hallways
and watchin homies smash on our enemies in broad day
and now uncle down on 85th and broadway
i hate takin losses but i had to learn the hard way
i don’t preach i just pray for my people
n-ggas turnin’ to the streets like they savin our people
this sh-t made me
even granny couldn’t save me
but she still lookout for her grand baby
you don’t understand lately i been goin’ thru the motions
they ain’t throw me the ball even when i’m wide open
gotta i keep my eyes open just in case a opportunity knock
remain solid cus i gotta stay true to the block
n-ggas buggin’ so i gotta stay true to my glock
if i’m chillin’ then i’m probably lookin’ down from the top
you don’t understand the feelin’ of thirsty to make a million
i was sleepin’ on the floor eatin’ noodles for thanksgiving
the vision, h-lla clear but i’m the only one who see it
gotta make a couple moves for n-ggas to start believing
i ain’t cheesin’, all this fake love, give me a reason
so i never stop grindin’ hit a different gear every season
stay focused tryna ball wit the cl1ck, but i be all in the mix
countin’ up the blue face hunnids like a teller
but i ain’t never told sh-t i was f-ckin up the cheddar
n-ggas cl1ckin’ up so they can take the l together
imma stand toes still ready for whatever
still f-ckin b-tches while my momma ain’t home
n-ggas hatin’ and these weird n-ggas tryna be clones
i ain’t turnin down nothin tho u know what i’m on
we ain’t homies like that so don’t be callin’ my phone
i be hangin wit my youngins we be higher than drones
i got hoes tappin in tryna give me them bones
i’m a dawg and i’m honest an she lovin the cl1ck
take her money lob her up and homies dunkin’ the b-tch
fat woods in rotation, hotbox situation
lungs aching cus i blow dope like a haitian
i was blind all that time i was waitin’
had to rise from the dirt turn the struggle into greatness
streets been foul now they giving n-ggas flagrant
been chasin doe since my feet hit the pavement
tryna level up cus i can’t do basic
i love new money but i hate new faces
n-ggas hatin on me cus i count blue faces
my shooter got a full clip them bullets ain’t racist
ion want the p-ssy but the bag ill take it
put a million on my n-ggas books if i make it
i’ll put a million on my n-ggas books if i make it
get my shawty out the hood take my momma on vacation
i be smoking with them n-ggas and they haitians
i’m still with the same n-gga from the sandbox

- longlivejag lyrics

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