Outta That Box

Uh, B Stilla Shit's so weird nowadays, man, I gotta talk about it I don't know what's goin' on (I don't know) Everything upside down All around, Look, We livin' in times that I despise (Yeah,) Times that I despise Uh-uh Times that I despise (Yeah), Look We livin' in times that I despise Everybody losin' they minds For that wrist watch Niggas keep switchin' sides Oh yall flip-flop These hoes ride cock all day But not on top Ohhh, this where I stop You recognize in my eyes I don't do this for no prize Strategize, no surprise, If I'm in a compromise I'ma rise, keep my head up, You never see me fed up Like, pedal to the metal I'm probably not gon' let up Yall niggas is the same nowadays, Some Mindless drones, yall all sound the same Watch me flip it up and get this game rearranged I truly believe this shit needs changed Cause yall niggas lame My level's on a different plane Not talkin' flights, I rather cruise on trains, but no MTA The type of shit to relax my brain I meditate so I don't go insane, or even worse End up layin' in the back of a hearse Or like, y'all niggas, what a curse I know my worth Came up from the back of the dirt With blood, sweat, and tears on my shirt Now I reap what I put in the earth My seed sow Pumpkin pie, my favorite dessert With clean clothes on my back I walk and discern, stay far from envy reaping straight at my soul Already know travel that road, you payin' the toll Never know how much drive you got Till a motherfuckin' tryna put you in a box Bring the sledge hammer, I'm breaking all the L.O.X (locks) Money, Power, Respect The order to the top UHH Yeah, I stay low, always high though Stilla in a corner puffin' on some hydro Low key, rather not go viral I keep a tight circle, but sometimes I spiral Uh, thinkin' outta that box I'm bustin' out, can't keep me on lock, Uh-uh Makin' my way to the top I'm focused on me, ain't worryin' bout no opps (Cause I'm) thinkin' outta that box I'm bustin' out, can't keep me on lock, Uh-uh Makin' my way to the top I'm focused on me, ain't worryin' bout no opps Uh, A lot of y'all don't know who I am My name's B Stilla Here's a lil' introduction Look I used to be that nigga clicky-clicky on the mouse Now I make the bass jump, here in my house I'm an artist now Surely makes my mama proud Don't give a f*ck, that's what using talent's about Nigga, best of luck Watch it let me rip it up Only water in my cup I don't need that lean but, pass me my spliff bro Gotta get my mentals up Focused on my visions now Y'all niggas buggin', if you thinkin' you gon' slow me down Small circle, only need a few on my team Remember when I used to have these daydreams Now I'm serious, only do what I mean Used to fake it till I make it, now I deserve this C.R.E.A.M Gimme my money, bitch, Yeah, I'm here to collect It's been too long watchin' this disrespect Everybody is the G.O.A.T Well I'm comin' for necks (next) I do this easy, nigga, like I barely stress Only worry bout things that really matter Like, f*ck that designer, my vibes vibrate real higher Squeezin' every beat like a plier, I'm that supplier Call me the plug if you buyin', UHH These niggas can't catch up, dawg, I'm coastin, I guess I'm just too fast for y'all Y'all posin, how about y'all just work on your flaws And stop pretendin' to be somethin' that y'all not See, life comes easier, Uhh When you work on yourself for you and not for another dude Never worry bout fitting in that group or crew Find yourself first and then watch people find you Uh, thinkin' outta that box I'm bustin' out, can't keep me on lock, Uh-uh Makin' my way to the top I'm focused on me, ain't worryin' bout no opps (Cause I'm) thinkin' outta that box I'm bustin' out, can't keep me on lock, Uh-uh Makin' my way to the top I'm focused on me, ain't worryin' bout no opps Uh, thinkin' outta that box I'm bustin' out, can't keep me on lock, Uh-uh Makin' my way to the top I'm focused on me, ain't worryin' bout no opps (Cause I'm) thinkin' outta that box I'm bustin' out, can't keep me on lock, Uh-uh Makin' my way to the top I'm focused on me (Stillaaaaa), ain't worryin' bout no opps Ha, F*ck would I worry about you lil niggas for? I'm like a giant in this bitch, I ain't even 6'4 Ha, B Stillaaaaa