Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Outta The Box, artist - Ay EmDate of issue: 02.04.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Outta The Box |
| Rollie the rose gold edition |
| Day, day I’m talkin' the latest |
| Knowin' I’ll never be readin' the time |
| I’m still puttin' up with the fame |
| They know I’ve paved me the way |
| Now I’m litty, can’t put out the flame |
| I ain’t full, only had me a taste |
| Got me thinkin' outta the box |
| Every now and then I hit the block |
| Had me clingin' and flingin' the soft |
| Winterfell, winnin' out of the north |
| Two years in and I left me a mark |
| New apartment, we stayed at the top |
| 'Member days that I ain’t had a lot |
| Now I turned to a Givenchy boy |
| Now that I said what I said |
| I gather the money while chasing the dream |
| But don’t let it get to my head |
| Now they know man a star in the flesh |
| Me, I’m hoping I chart on the net |
| Well my guy, don’t lose trust in the racks |
| Never trust if there’s something to hide |
| In the dark but it’s starting to shine |
| Took it slow but I’m levelling |
| Seems like you wanted the money and clout |
| So you wanna settle in, snapping yourself with the beverages |
| Honey, you’re not in your element |
| Tryna get all my attention in |
| You need that more than anything |
| You’re no longer relevant |
| Rollie the rose gold edition |
| Day, day I’m talkin' the latest |
| Knowin' I’ll never be readin' the time |
| I’m still puttin' up with the fame |
| They know I’ve paved me the way |
| Now I’m litty, can’t put out the flame |
| I ain’t full, only had me a taste |
| Got me thinkin' outta the box |
| Every now and then I hit the block |
| Had me clingin' and flingin' the south |
| Winterfell, winnin' out of the north |
| Two years in and I left me a mark |
| New apartment, we stayed at the top |
| 'Member days that I ain’t had a lot |
| Now I turned to a Givenchy boy |
| I was up out, I was pedallin' |
| If you get caught would you tell a thing? |
| From a youngin' I was in the mix |
| Yeah, the streets, they took my innocence |
| I blow a cloud out while I reminisce |
| It’s out the mud then that’s the difference |
| Give a fuck about opinions |
| Can’t be slipping, living militant, oh |
| Rollie the rose gold edition |
| Day, day I’m talkin' the latest |
| Knowin' I’ll never be readin' the time |
| I’m still puttin' up with the fame |
| They know I’ve paved me the way |
| Now I’m litty, can’t put out the flame |
| I ain’t full, only had me a taste |
| Got me thinkin' outta the box |
| Every now and then I hit the block |
| Had me clingin' and flingin' the south |
| Winterfell, winnin' out of the north |
| Two years in and I left me a mark |
| New apartment, we stayed at the top |
| 'Member days that I ain’t had a lot |
| Now I turned to a Givenchy boy |