Sandbox Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
I don't give a fuck what um' anybody say
How you gon' get off of me, I thought that
we was gang
We came up from the sandbox the very fucking
same
He got me for five bands, but I came up about ten
I stay to myself, gotta stay locked in
Cause day ones don't mean shit to me, I don't got no friends
I've been fucked up mentally, I don't even trust my kin
And I wish that it was simple, but it's hard for me to live
It's hard for me to give, it's hard for me it's hard for me
Tried to be the bigger man, but I keep thinking robbery
And I'm at that type of mad, where it ain't no stopping me
I'll die for my respect, I can't be no mockery
With that girl just for the neck, love the way she talk to me
And even mad he got me, it's a principle like, obviously
I called you my brother, I was cool and shit with your mother
We always had each other, never thought that from my brother
For a real little bit of butter, broad day we don't need no cover
You fucking with the wrong one, I'm petty motherfucker
These bullets put you six feet under, heavy motherfuckers
Don't got to say much, cause the gang know it's fuck em'
On the real, better hope you lucky, this stick like Uncle Ruckus
Don't laugh no more, don't chuckle, more cash, no I don't want cuddles
Been thinking about blood puddles, I'm a menace, I just was lover
Ain't the same, ain't no way you above us
We gon' run that lil' bitty ass whip off the road, I hope that ya' seatbelt is buckled
You get hit with the stick or the knuckle
Mess the fitted up, mess up the trucker, from the look on ya' face you a buster
Ain't dependent on no fucking others, we been trained just to stay with the cutters
When we strike, boy you hide in the gutter, with your girl you ain't know she a runner
They fake in it's lil' light, nothin' real but the numbers and comas
Gotta get my ends right, to take care of my mama
I know they gon' hide, hide it like Osama
Breakfast, lunch and dinner, a lil' nigga eating ramen
I don't give a fuck what um' anybody say
How you gon' get off of me, I thought that we was gang
We came up from the sandbox, the very fucking same
He got me for five bands, but I came up out ten
I stay to my self, gotta stay locked in
Cause day ones don't mean shit to me, I don't got no friends
I've been fucked up mentally, I don't even trust my kin
And I wish that it was simple, but it's hard for me to live
It's hard for me to give
It's hard for me, it's hard for me
I don't go nowhere without my army
Niggas I don't know, they tryna harm me
Don't talk bout the past because it haunts me
Haunts, haunts me