Lyrics

I'm stuck in a box Someone please get me out the locks On my last dollar I'll spend it on you Better than spend it on food I don't wanna quit Think I might quit Too many days I been eating shit No money, no money gotta get the bag Gotta get the bag gotta get it Gotta make a name Gotta stay the same No switching up and playing different games Everyone's a fool around you what you gon' do Make your own moves and follow through I'm stuck in a box Someone please get me out the locks On my last dollar I'll spend it on you Just another Mother fucker In the city of lovеrs No one gives a fuck unless it undеr covers No one gives a fuck about you what you gon' do No one cares about what you gonna go do Make a plan, get the guap Then you're gonna be a man Then they'll care Then they'll care Then they'll care Then they'll care I'm stuck in a box Someone please get me out the locks On my last dollar I'll spend it on you