Shoebox - Lil Guwaap

Fifty thousand dollars All dope money, make me smile Your girl tried to fuck me behind your back She foul Crooked my whole damn life But my name straight And If Shoe can't sale that shit nigga it just can't Bitch niggas hear that money talk And don't like it Type of a nigga run to the feds Tell them hot mic me Fifteen year run, nigga should've been caught But I'm too blessed That's why I don't pray softly Ain't no trap nigga better than me Got these street rules embedded in me Told all my kids be better than me Told all my niggas just bet it on me And they did Now look what we done You know where I'm at with it Look where we from And look how we run Diamonds blinding like you looked at the sun Fifty thousand dollars All dope money, make me smile Your girl tried to fuck me behind your back She foul Crooked my whole damn life But my name straight And If Shoe can't sale that shit nigga it just can't I built this up from nothin Shout out to who built it with me (My Masterless brothers) I scaled up all this crack Like spider man scale up buildings These is the fuckin facts These niggas is over matched I know it, they know it I'm on a paper chase Thumbing through it like paper backs Hell of a story Oops, did I spoil it The charm on the chain is enormous I'm pissin in out Spade in the toilet No fame ain't important My name was anointed For keeping it real in the midst of a real nigga shortage Still keeping this shit one hundred This probably gonna be like the realest words ever recorded If they building cases, im tryna avoid it I started to rap just to wash all the money Fifty thousand dollars All dope money, make me smile Your girl tried to fuck me behind your back She foul Crooked my whole damn life But my name straight And If Shoe can't sale that shit then it just can't Ain't no trap Nigga better than me Got these street rules embedded in me Told all my kids be better than me Told all my Niggas just bet it on me And they did Now look what we done You know where I'm at with it Look where we from And look how we run Diamonds blinding like you looked at the sun

I stumbled on a bunch of junk of mine In a shoebox the other night In between cleaning up files and messes That I'd made of my life Ticket stubs, poems and old letters I dumped them all out on the bed Found a homemade birthday card from mom And this is what it said, yeah, this is what it said Don't forget the little moments They're the ones that mean the most When the way home seems so far away Take 'em out and hold them close And take a picture with your father 'Cause one day he'll be gone And don't forget to fill an old shoebox Full of things to look back on, full of things to look back on I opened up my grandpa's pocket knife And I was back to his back porch It was summertime I was turnin' nine He said, "You want that knife? It's yours" I remember runnin' off in the yard Carved my name in every tree I haven't held it since he passed away And it meant the world to me Because he meant the world to me Don't forget the little moments They're the ones that mean the most When the way home seems so far away Take 'em out and hold them close And take a picture with your father 'Cause one day he'll be gone And don't forget to fill an old shoebox Full of things to look back on Look back on, a little window to the past Look back on, God knows life goes by so fast If ever you should ever doubt the blessings that you've had Don't forget the little moments They're the ones that mean the most When the way home seems so far away Take 'em out and hold them close And take a picture with your father 'Cause one day he'll be gone And don't forget to fill an old shoebox Full of things to look back on I stumbled on a bunch of junk of mine In a shoebox the other night