Issbrokie Boxed! Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah (Mm-mm)
Oh (Mm-mm)
Ooh

[Chorus]
I'm trapped inside this room, I'm pacing around inside my box, uh (Woah)
When I'm inside the stu', I'm thinking about you instead of these songs (Woah)
And sorry I stressed you out, and it hurts whenever we talk (Woah)
I feel so f*cking weak, I haven't been winning against my thoughts lately (Woah)

[Bridge]
Sitting staring at a clock lately
Wishing that I had a watch lately
Every time I've been wishing for these better times, I've been getting new opps lately
Every time that I think I really wanna die, I've been pushy a lot lately
Yeah, me and my homies only move and walk shady
That's how everybody wanna talk lately
A-A-Ah

[Verse]
I need that shit just to flex (Yeah)
Yeah, that Kate jewelers sitting all on my neck (Go, go)
Boy that's KARMAMOB, now we really up next (Go, go)
Where the f*ck do we get our cred'? (Yeah)
It's only pain when I look at my texts (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I'm over love and I'm over the sex
Yeah, up above when I aim for they neck (Go, go) Got me rising up to the top now (Go)
All because I made a f*cking song about her (Bih')
I remember when you told me you knew us (Yeah, yeah)
It's painful shit that I love a lot (Yeah, yeah)
Drive around with the top down
Exhausted, f*cked up it all
Staying inside like a lockdown (Yeah)
Tryna put this motherf*cking music first

[Chorus]
I'm trapped inside this room, I'm pacing around inside my box, uh (Woah)
When I'm inside the stu', I'm thinking about you instead of these songs (Woah)
And I'm sorry I stressed you out, and it hurts whenever we talk (Woah)
I feel so f*cking weak, I haven't been winning against my thoughts lately (Woah)
I'm trapped inside this room, I'm pacing around inside my box, uh (Woah)
I wanna be inside the stu', I'm thinking about you instead of these songs
And I'm sorry I stressed you out, and it hurts whenever we talk (Ah)
I feel so f*cking weak, I haven't been winning against my thoughts lately (Ah, ah)

[Outro]
Mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm
Mm-mm-mm (Ajay, is this you?)
Mm-mm-mm (f*ck you, Quin)