[Intro] [Chorus] Trapped in a box and I can't breathe Think of the money that we can bring He got it on me for my new air braid Whoa-oh-oh Them niggas took too many shots he can't breathe I'm acting strict because it's real And I cannot do, I can't just do I'm messing up but I cannot do Anything just to help him with shit [End]
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