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boxed in - hackey og lyrics

[intro: hackey og]
sometimes you just gotta let it all out
before you let ‘em all in
born & bred in a bas*m*nt
mmm

[verse 1: hackey og]
i’m all on my own, i’m all in my zone
my girl ain’t around, she all in her phone
i’m busy with this, she busy with that
i’ve really been trying to make it with this rap
she don’t understand it, she want a family
first we gotta get the f*ck out the trap
she say i ain’t manly, tell me to man up
shut up, i don’t wanna hear all that cr*p
i’ve been up all night long
trying to keep track who did me wrong
i don’t think i belong
trying to do rap, just scr*p this song
i know i want too much
gotta, gotta reverse that curse
i know i talk too much
how do i, how do i eat my words
i don’ been at my worst
how do i, how do i end this hurt
i don’ been shallow sure
never thought i’d be so submersed
someone reassure me of my worth
give me that confirmation
most of my roses rooted in dirt still
that’s a new conversation
[bridge: hackey og]
none of them see me
needing accommodations
i murdered my ego
and k!lled off my expectations

[chorus: hackey og]
i’m sick of the basics, i’m fed up with waiting
losing my patience, never complacent
this old situation, new motivation
why would i waste it, i’m boxed in a bas*m*nt
i’m sick of the basics, i’m fed up with waiting
losing my patience, never complacent
this old situation, new motivation
why would i waste it (why would i waste it)
i’m boxed in a bas*m*nt (i’m boxed in)

[verse 2: hackey og]
you sitting there staring in amazement
at sh*t i did boxed in a bas*m*nt
imagine if i got a placement
and my local radio played me
just picture if i got a feat’
from one of the cities elites
and everyone still act like they don’t know who the f*ck i am
like i ain’t a beast, lie through they t**th
stop it, i’m dropping new sh*t on ‘em every week
they cry to they self, sigh to myself
extending they energy, bringing me down
i’m beside of myself, ride to myself
windows up, double cupped
drive slow, volume up, vibe to myself
cut off my food stamps, eat up my ls
no mask, bandana, i feel like juelz
fifteen year bars under my belt
spent fifteen years hopping in and out cells (i’m sick of the)
got fifteen clips packed, hollow point sh*lls
got fifteen minutes, get out of my ville (i’m sick of the)
fifteen steps here’ll get ya ass k!lled
i was bedrock born, rock bottom for real (i’m sick of the)
fifteen new scripts, i need ‘em all filled
might lose my grip, un*bottle my feels (i’m sick of the)
doubted what’s real, so high
mouth so dry, sometimes can’t swallow my pills
sweat off my bill, no cap now
i’m my only fan, isolate myself, i’m ill
should’ve been lil, bet i been blowed by now
blowing cali in the hollywood hills
instead i’m in flint, no chill
i’m sick of the basics still
[chorus: hackey og]
i’m sick of the basics, i’m fed up with waiting
losing my patience, never complacent
this old situation, new motivation
why would i waste it, i’m boxed in a bas*m*nt
i’m sick of the basics, i’m fed up with waiting
losing my patience, never complacent
this old situation, new motivation
why would i waste it
i’m boxed in a bas*m*nt

- hackey og lyrics

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