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letra de intro - shoebox baby & munna ikee

[intro: shoebox baby]
today we gather to celebrate the birth of new beginnings
the change the trenches been waitin’ on
all the struggles i went through to get this far
i want to thank god, i want to thank my family, i want to thank my friends, i want to thank my supporters
without those group of people, i wouldn’t be the person i am today and that’s why i’m the kid that came from outta nowhere
thank you for joinin’ in
(known to let that mac fly just like my n-gga doe)
huh, what, come on
yeah, slat-slat, it’s ‘box
uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, come on
yeah, slat, it’s ‘box (boom, boom, boom)
[verse: shoebox baby]
n-gga welcome to my life (uh-huh)
i was the shorty with no stripes (come on)
i ain’t nеver been no slow runner why, ’cause i wasn’t carryin’ no pipе (it’s ‘box)
it’s war time, n-gga it’s bussin’ (come on)
if the opps try slide, we crush ’em (boom)
when shots let off i runnin’ into ’em ’cause my adrenaline rushin’ (come on)
i grew up listenin’ to boss top (boss top)
i was the shorty with all red in king von song called, broke opps (von)
two years passed and von done died, but guess what b-tch we still on top (o’block)
they ain’t let me in door yet ’cause i’m too gangsta to knock (for real)
kick down the doors and bodies gon’ drop (boom, boom, boom)
i came a long way off the porch (uh-huh)
hop in the streets on my way to the forbes (skrrt)
how you o’block, but you don’t know george (nah-uh)
n-ggas my kids, go do your chores (come on)
og hit shots, kids hit the floor (d-mn)
i’m lookin’ out my window thinkin’, og tweakin’ ’cause this a war (uh-huh)
i’m tryna see who uppin’ the score (come on)
back in the seventh grade, i played sports
my senior year i was tottin’ a torch
i keep a hammer summon like thor ’cause i’m on the bus like on tour (boom, boom, boom, boom)
and i worked at wendy’s, four for four, come to my job and get sent to the lord (come on)
by twenty-one, i was rockin’ dior
i’m tryna be rich by twenty-four (boom)
[outro: shoebox baby]
uh, i’m tryna be rich by twenty-four, uh, yeah
my pockets big, big like the lord, uh, yeah
reach for my chain get sent to the lord, yeah, slat, what
it’s ‘box, come on

- shoebox baby munna ikee

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