Pandora’s Box

Pandora’s Box

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I’m off probation, Pandora’s box just got closed/ all this ice up on me I be dripping like a hose/ not worried bout nobody I’m just chilling wit my bros/ back to smoking gas inhaling smoke up through my nose/ (x2)

Whoa, I gotta lotta plans coming/ not gon say too much but got a lot of bands coming/ swaging in my city wearing lotta pants thugging/ people love to talk it’s just a lotta damn cussing/ lotta damn judging but it’s still fuck my judge/ I bet he hear this song and he gon hold a damn grudge/ got myself a strap it holds a lotta damn slugs/ got myself a pack I see a lotta fat nugs/ I just wanna smoke it’s been too damn long/ whoa, need my medication gotta keep myself calm/ need that loud pack told my doctor give me weed/ close Pandora’s box I dot my I’s and cross my T’s/

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I’m off probation, can’t no one tell me what to do/ put in so much work can’t no one tell me Ima loose/ gas inside my system and my red cup filled wit booze/ people sleeping on me better stop pushing that snooze/ i'm a wake ya ass up some real facts cuz/ like Friday the the 13th I had some real bad luck/ went and hit that lick I was real masked up/ seen the come up it got quick grabbed up/ had to bounce back like some real ass does/ got a lotta marks like some real cash does/ stay wit the sauce like tomato ketchup/ i'm a leave you in the dust Hoe you better catch up/ you getting passed up I’m on the rise to fame/ worry bout your self and let me drive my in lane/ fucked a bad bitch she off a line of Caine/ keep that hoe around because she give fire brain/ all that gold you wearing cost my diamond chain/ you ever smiled in pain, my heat done died in vain/ sold your soul now you gone die with shame/ trying to get from the bottom to a private plane

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