Outta That Box Lyrics

[verse 1: Tauheed.]
I am a zed example like xy to the power zee,
I am more than you so no parity
Boy am old sku like a pharisee
Doin my thang can't you see
I am paper chasing till my toes bleed
Sticky greens no seed folk am loving this yeh am talking weed
Flow toxic like the matheson's dry gin is my next of kin
Wallabies in my proximity hello hatter goodmornin
Dope boyz in this phase and every body is like oh ye
Paper chasin yeh money stuckin till I showers full of blessings
Get greener colors like port colors.
Back again like ngwee cons, brain sharper than new brades
And doin things like who care, no fear but brave hearted,
Yes dear you terminated gat no life you are liquidated ah

[chorus: alfresh]
Runnerz are Runnin, street hustlerz hustlin
Paper chasin er'day relentless oh yeh
Yeh we grindin to the fullest iye!!
Gatta do it with my folks out here
Thinkin out the box oh yeh
Relentless oh yeh yeh we grindin to the fullest
Paper chasin er'day

[verse 2: Tauheed.]
I got no time for fake ones got no time for laziness
But I gat time for business I am talkin real business
Am the vendor in this chamber and yall feel my tip top
Tip toen you tryna steal my hiphop.
Hoi polloi hullabalu is what they feel and kush dealin is what I deal Ganglin I might be but a wise man how all ways be
Matta 'o' fact am goin in with a million styles am doin it
Honcho I am now so aurevour to bein a servant
Yeh sillence is golden but a squikin wheal gets the grease gat black and yellow like bumble beez

[hook: alfresh]
We grindin we sellin every time it's them callin
Am switchin off my phone wanna spend some quality time
With my bitch my bitch yeh you get it right with my bitch
It wont be long before I leave am a running man
I gatta hit the roll I smoke kush

[verse 3: Tauheed.]
Overstand what I sale respect to what I do
Tell'em homies am right here doin always what I do
Pullin cracks into thy brains with that cheque in my hands
Yeh I hustle to the fullest and count'em papers yo full of digits
No lie I wish he would kill'em hatters like I f*'em all
Too bad bitches on the go.
Hey smich, bnash, D. I. D I got your back
Yo fresh, Ojay yo styles go fresh all day

[chorus: alfresh]
The Runnerz are Runnin, street hustlerz hustlin
Paper chasin er'day relentless oh yeh
Yeh we grindin to the fullest iye!!
Gotta do it with my folks out here
Thinkin out the box oh yeh

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