Lyrics:
I been watchin' out for bad things out for bad things
Tryna look out for the family for the family
But I know I'm not invincible yeah
Just don't
box for some days now
I just need a walk before I break down
I just copped a whiff of what you ain't now
Now I'm about to fire it up
And flame it down
There is a box in the attic
We take it down each year
And pass through generations, lights and souvenirs
From the ones who came before us
sprites
A box of tampons, some Salem Lights
Hallelujah, everybody say "cheese"
Merry Christmas from the family
Feliz Navidad
can't even dig it
y'all can't even picture
A motherfucker killin someone you close to
And they say its over someone you close to
And they family
box lowered down into his grave
see it was sad they was his fucking family misbehaved
his family cried, "but everybody got's to die."
but you won't
a box by the road
So you could be my own
Our family’s all gather but we’re getting stoned Yeah you could be my own
I left all her pictures in a box by
the gates closed
Can't box me in like crate though no huh yeah
Well what ya know save the money then go buy a boat
Keep my whole family afloat
Have some
the moment
cnd family is important
Smaller circle on ma way to the top, paved ma way out the block
I was gifted way out the box
Living in the moment, reefer
oh
New Year same me
You can never change me
I think outside of the box
So you cannot contain me
I'm a dog off the leash
Out of control
Way up
Receiving blessings with humble gratitude
The good news arrives
Two families in the same neighborhood
Welcome babies to their lives
Children don't
Now what's inside of your box?
He opened 1, 2 3 three more
By the 4th one he needed help
Couldn't open them fast enough
Rip, tear wrapping everywhere
Sprite
A box of Midol, some Salem Lights
Hallelujah, everybody say "cheese"
Merry Christmas from the family
Feliz Navidad
made
You know them meal ticket hustlers, they kept Oleander paid
I'll forever rep that O until they throw me in the grave
They can throw me in the box
blood, my team, my gang, my family
Nigga, you know what we bleed (you know what we bleed)
404, 305-04 (Uptown)
What's poppin', nigga?
B-House of Dank,
sprites
A box of tampons, some Salem Lights
Hallelujah, everybody say "cheese"
Merry Christmas from the family
Feliz Navidad
At the mafia house a stakeout
Why don't you take out his family and head count
Why would I fuck with these niggas who don't keep it G?
Why I need friends? All
Life be passing by
Know some hoes that’s waning more sex
How you love the family
Your whole bag spent on Rolex
Tried to make em feel me
Out country
then
Double tap you I ain't leaving no breath
Need more guns out the box
Get it open
I ain't paying you
Fuck using tokens
Board the windows up
I'm
Family faces make us look so happy
Weekend talks about the dictionary
Stop the clocks, get back in your box
There's so much more to do
The hourly
there just like me?
How many others not gon' tell their family?
How many scared to lose their friends like me?
I wonder, I wonder
I really wonder,
On the avenue, have a family reunion
Man, how I miss those days
When the kids was kids, no knives on the street
When the ice cream man came around the way
the wrenches
Might have to tighten a nigga up
Westside Madden Ave, what's up?
Dual pipes on the box Chevy
With them expired Georgia tags
If them lights get
Closest ones to me want to see me in a box
Is it jealousy or am I cursed by the gods
My son's mother don't know when or where to start
All
Discuss these box family Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In