Body in a Box
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📜 Lyrics
So many niggas get fucked up in the game
See, that's where they get caught out there in that word "Game"
'Cause it's not no fuckin' game
When you hear shells coming at ya
Hot ones from a shotgun, I bet a nigga runs faster
Loose a shoe to get away from a blaster
Think about that casket, you don't wanna be in that shit
Quick to take consignment, you taking everybody's package
Money over bitches was the law you practiced
So you act as if money was no object
Spendin' fazools, trips for your whole projects
Epcot Center, linens for ya bitches, Rolies for your dogs
Now we in the mall, slayed by his bitches
Every day I'm reminiscing, how he was living, having fun
'Cause any day coulda led to prison
Not for a short bid, 'cause if the feds ever caught kid
It'd be like 25 years conspiracy
Another 25 for RICO, snatching up him and his people
He had his jeep bulletproof, silencers on the Desert Eagle
Flipping bricks in Gary, Indiana
He had it locked down from the streets to the slammer
Only trusted two things, his trigger and his hammer
Used to be a bum 'til he had a six-month run
Had a lawsuit, 30 G's, the case was won
Met with Mexican Hoyé, cop boya
Bought a barbershop, named it after seeing Sade
That's where they found his body, in a barber chair, face down
Bullets in his chest, sliced apart from the waist down
Planned to sell his shop, stick Hoyé for everything he got
Take jewels and his pies
Fill his shoes with cement and drop his body in the tides
But Hoyé was wise
Even when he ain't around, he got ears and eyes
Gotta stay a step ahead of this game to stay alive
Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
Cokehead Sandra, she grew in Gowanus
Her man was large and Sandra was his baby mama
Stayed in drama, fighting with hood rats that he was fucking
No job all day, she did nothing
They son was 7-years-old, she really was a wifey
First should she would transport blow, overnight for a G
He paid up front, they laid up once
She got pregnant, she wouldn't dead it
She had a boy, named her son Infinite after his father who did dirt
She didn't know disaster would follow
Capsules and bottles of crack in the back of his Mazda
He let her drive while he drove the burgundy five
He often talk about how he wants to murder these guys
From off of Bergen Street, had mad work in the street
Lifestyle, richest nigga, far from how he used to be
Never thought he'd rock diamonds, never took weakness for kindness
That's how he gradually grew
Did a favor for a favor, now the nigga in with the crew
And now he live major, house in Dix Hills next to Brooke Shields
With the cook and the maid, shit was real
Saved his first bills made in his bodega
"Good luck player" sign on the paper taped in the window
Escaped from a would-be kidnap, and slept
Thought niggas feared his rep 'til he got wet
Woulda had the world in his hands, his girl did a scam
The owner's rich, is boning niggas to get rid of her man
Welcome to the game, baby
Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
The hardest thing to do is stay alive
The hardest thing to do is stay alive
See, that's where they get caught out there in that word "Game"
'Cause it's not no fuckin' game
When you hear shells coming at ya
Hot ones from a shotgun, I bet a nigga runs faster
Loose a shoe to get away from a blaster
Think about that casket, you don't wanna be in that shit
Quick to take consignment, you taking everybody's package
Money over bitches was the law you practiced
So you act as if money was no object
Spendin' fazools, trips for your whole projects
Epcot Center, linens for ya bitches, Rolies for your dogs
Now we in the mall, slayed by his bitches
Every day I'm reminiscing, how he was living, having fun
'Cause any day coulda led to prison
Not for a short bid, 'cause if the feds ever caught kid
It'd be like 25 years conspiracy
Another 25 for RICO, snatching up him and his people
He had his jeep bulletproof, silencers on the Desert Eagle
Flipping bricks in Gary, Indiana
He had it locked down from the streets to the slammer
Only trusted two things, his trigger and his hammer
Used to be a bum 'til he had a six-month run
Had a lawsuit, 30 G's, the case was won
Met with Mexican Hoyé, cop boya
Bought a barbershop, named it after seeing Sade
That's where they found his body, in a barber chair, face down
Bullets in his chest, sliced apart from the waist down
Planned to sell his shop, stick Hoyé for everything he got
Take jewels and his pies
Fill his shoes with cement and drop his body in the tides
But Hoyé was wise
Even when he ain't around, he got ears and eyes
Gotta stay a step ahead of this game to stay alive
Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
Cokehead Sandra, she grew in Gowanus
Her man was large and Sandra was his baby mama
Stayed in drama, fighting with hood rats that he was fucking
No job all day, she did nothing
They son was 7-years-old, she really was a wifey
First should she would transport blow, overnight for a G
He paid up front, they laid up once
She got pregnant, she wouldn't dead it
She had a boy, named her son Infinite after his father who did dirt
She didn't know disaster would follow
Capsules and bottles of crack in the back of his Mazda
He let her drive while he drove the burgundy five
He often talk about how he wants to murder these guys
From off of Bergen Street, had mad work in the street
Lifestyle, richest nigga, far from how he used to be
Never thought he'd rock diamonds, never took weakness for kindness
That's how he gradually grew
Did a favor for a favor, now the nigga in with the crew
And now he live major, house in Dix Hills next to Brooke Shields
With the cook and the maid, shit was real
Saved his first bills made in his bodega
"Good luck player" sign on the paper taped in the window
Escaped from a would-be kidnap, and slept
Thought niggas feared his rep 'til he got wet
Woulda had the world in his hands, his girl did a scam
The owner's rich, is boning niggas to get rid of her man
Welcome to the game, baby
Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
The hardest thing to do is stay alive
The hardest thing to do is stay alive
⏱️ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.20] So many niggas get fucked up in the game
[00:04.19] See, that's where they get caught out there in that word "Game"
[00:08.27] 'Cause it's not no fuckin' game
[00:10.75] When you hear shells coming at ya
[00:12.90] Hot ones from a shotgun, I bet a nigga runs faster
[00:16.13] Loose a shoe to get away from a blaster
[00:18.14] Think about that casket, you don't wanna be in that shit
[00:21.16] Quick to take consignment, you taking everybody's package
[00:23.99] Money over bitches was the law you practiced
[00:26.68] So you act as if money was no object
[00:29.00] Spendin' fazools, trips for your whole projects
[00:31.59] Epcot Center, linens for ya bitches, Rolies for your dogs
[00:35.17] Now we in the mall, slayed by his bitches
[00:37.14] Every day I'm reminiscing, how he was living, having fun
[00:40.39] 'Cause any day coulda led to prison
[00:42.29] Not for a short bid, 'cause if the feds ever caught kid
[00:45.13] It'd be like 25 years conspiracy
[00:46.60] Another 25 for RICO, snatching up him and his people
[00:50.16] He had his jeep bulletproof, silencers on the Desert Eagle
[00:53.49] Flipping bricks in Gary, Indiana
[00:55.47] He had it locked down from the streets to the slammer
[00:58.19] Only trusted two things, his trigger and his hammer
[01:00.84] Used to be a bum 'til he had a six-month run
[01:03.10] Had a lawsuit, 30 G's, the case was won
[01:06.01] Met with Mexican Hoyé, cop boya
[01:08.29] Bought a barbershop, named it after seeing Sade
[01:11.01] That's where they found his body, in a barber chair, face down
[01:14.33] Bullets in his chest, sliced apart from the waist down
[01:17.00] Planned to sell his shop, stick Hoyé for everything he got
[01:19.53] Take jewels and his pies
[01:20.96] Fill his shoes with cement and drop his body in the tides
[01:23.60] But Hoyé was wise
[01:24.92] Even when he ain't around, he got ears and eyes
[01:27.42] Gotta stay a step ahead of this game to stay alive
[01:30.15] Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
[01:32.62] To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
[01:35.36] Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
[01:37.90] Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
[01:40.79] Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
[01:43.25] To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
[01:45.78] Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
[01:48.59] Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
[01:51.05] Cokehead Sandra, she grew in Gowanus
[01:53.24] Her man was large and Sandra was his baby mama
[01:55.44] Stayed in drama, fighting with hood rats that he was fucking
[01:59.34] No job all day, she did nothing
[02:01.54] They son was 7-years-old, she really was a wifey
[02:04.08] First should she would transport blow, overnight for a G
[02:06.94] He paid up front, they laid up once
[02:09.01] She got pregnant, she wouldn't dead it
[02:10.98] She had a boy, named her son Infinite after his father who did dirt
[02:15.42] She didn't know disaster would follow
[02:17.22] Capsules and bottles of crack in the back of his Mazda
[02:19.64] He let her drive while he drove the burgundy five
[02:22.27] He often talk about how he wants to murder these guys
[02:24.97] From off of Bergen Street, had mad work in the street
[02:27.79] Lifestyle, richest nigga, far from how he used to be
[02:30.48] Never thought he'd rock diamonds, never took weakness for kindness
[02:33.42] That's how he gradually grew
[02:35.12] Did a favor for a favor, now the nigga in with the crew
[02:38.18] And now he live major, house in Dix Hills next to Brooke Shields
[02:41.28] With the cook and the maid, shit was real
[02:43.10] Saved his first bills made in his bodega
[02:45.80] "Good luck player" sign on the paper taped in the window
[02:48.86] Escaped from a would-be kidnap, and slept
[02:51.43] Thought niggas feared his rep 'til he got wet
[02:53.66] Woulda had the world in his hands, his girl did a scam
[02:56.42] The owner's rich, is boning niggas to get rid of her man
[02:58.95] Welcome to the game, baby
[02:59.75] Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
[03:02.38] To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
[03:05.27] Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
[03:07.46] Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
[03:10.37] Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
[03:12.96] To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
[03:15.42] Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
[03:17.81] Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
[03:24.35] The hardest thing to do is stay alive
[03:29.54] The hardest thing to do is stay alive
[03:32.68]
[00:04.19] See, that's where they get caught out there in that word "Game"
[00:08.27] 'Cause it's not no fuckin' game
[00:10.75] When you hear shells coming at ya
[00:12.90] Hot ones from a shotgun, I bet a nigga runs faster
[00:16.13] Loose a shoe to get away from a blaster
[00:18.14] Think about that casket, you don't wanna be in that shit
[00:21.16] Quick to take consignment, you taking everybody's package
[00:23.99] Money over bitches was the law you practiced
[00:26.68] So you act as if money was no object
[00:29.00] Spendin' fazools, trips for your whole projects
[00:31.59] Epcot Center, linens for ya bitches, Rolies for your dogs
[00:35.17] Now we in the mall, slayed by his bitches
[00:37.14] Every day I'm reminiscing, how he was living, having fun
[00:40.39] 'Cause any day coulda led to prison
[00:42.29] Not for a short bid, 'cause if the feds ever caught kid
[00:45.13] It'd be like 25 years conspiracy
[00:46.60] Another 25 for RICO, snatching up him and his people
[00:50.16] He had his jeep bulletproof, silencers on the Desert Eagle
[00:53.49] Flipping bricks in Gary, Indiana
[00:55.47] He had it locked down from the streets to the slammer
[00:58.19] Only trusted two things, his trigger and his hammer
[01:00.84] Used to be a bum 'til he had a six-month run
[01:03.10] Had a lawsuit, 30 G's, the case was won
[01:06.01] Met with Mexican Hoyé, cop boya
[01:08.29] Bought a barbershop, named it after seeing Sade
[01:11.01] That's where they found his body, in a barber chair, face down
[01:14.33] Bullets in his chest, sliced apart from the waist down
[01:17.00] Planned to sell his shop, stick Hoyé for everything he got
[01:19.53] Take jewels and his pies
[01:20.96] Fill his shoes with cement and drop his body in the tides
[01:23.60] But Hoyé was wise
[01:24.92] Even when he ain't around, he got ears and eyes
[01:27.42] Gotta stay a step ahead of this game to stay alive
[01:30.15] Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
[01:32.62] To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
[01:35.36] Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
[01:37.90] Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
[01:40.79] Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
[01:43.25] To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
[01:45.78] Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
[01:48.59] Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
[01:51.05] Cokehead Sandra, she grew in Gowanus
[01:53.24] Her man was large and Sandra was his baby mama
[01:55.44] Stayed in drama, fighting with hood rats that he was fucking
[01:59.34] No job all day, she did nothing
[02:01.54] They son was 7-years-old, she really was a wifey
[02:04.08] First should she would transport blow, overnight for a G
[02:06.94] He paid up front, they laid up once
[02:09.01] She got pregnant, she wouldn't dead it
[02:10.98] She had a boy, named her son Infinite after his father who did dirt
[02:15.42] She didn't know disaster would follow
[02:17.22] Capsules and bottles of crack in the back of his Mazda
[02:19.64] He let her drive while he drove the burgundy five
[02:22.27] He often talk about how he wants to murder these guys
[02:24.97] From off of Bergen Street, had mad work in the street
[02:27.79] Lifestyle, richest nigga, far from how he used to be
[02:30.48] Never thought he'd rock diamonds, never took weakness for kindness
[02:33.42] That's how he gradually grew
[02:35.12] Did a favor for a favor, now the nigga in with the crew
[02:38.18] And now he live major, house in Dix Hills next to Brooke Shields
[02:41.28] With the cook and the maid, shit was real
[02:43.10] Saved his first bills made in his bodega
[02:45.80] "Good luck player" sign on the paper taped in the window
[02:48.86] Escaped from a would-be kidnap, and slept
[02:51.43] Thought niggas feared his rep 'til he got wet
[02:53.66] Woulda had the world in his hands, his girl did a scam
[02:56.42] The owner's rich, is boning niggas to get rid of her man
[02:58.95] Welcome to the game, baby
[02:59.75] Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
[03:02.38] To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
[03:05.27] Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
[03:07.46] Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
[03:10.37] Always wanted fame, always wanted cash
[03:12.96] To live fast, get the girls with the biggest ass
[03:15.42] Fuck a nine-to-five, gotta drive a five
[03:17.81] Now that I got it, the hardest thing to do is stay alive
[03:24.35] The hardest thing to do is stay alive
[03:29.54] The hardest thing to do is stay alive
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