Nike Box by Tha God Fahim Lyrics
[Chorus: Tha God Fahim]
Niggas is paranoid so I don't really trust a lot
The closest to you quick to put you in an iron box
All these stones look excavated from icy rocks
When I was trapping, stashed the money in my Nike box
[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
Nike box filled with all this cake in it
Before I ever hand-out, I'm gon' be takin' it
I'm authentic
A nigga's style sicker than a clinic
Plus niggas want me dead for my pendant
Super sport turbo engine
Got a nigga quick to squeeze the fifth like lemons
'Cause niggas brainstorm robbing me for the spot
Better think of the cotch
The chrome Smith & Wesson the Glock
I'm the opposite of nice
Mean on the mic as I am Mike
Outta mind and damn sure outta sight
If you read between the lines you'll find
Snakes in the grass, the desert water and vines
{Chorus: Tha God Fahim]
Niggas is paranoid so I don't really trust a lot
The closest to you quick to put you in an iron box
All these stones look excavated from icy rocks
When I was trapping, stashed the money in my Nike box
Niggas is paranoid so I don't really trust a lot
The closest to you quick to put you in an iron box
All these stones look excavated from icy rocks
When I was trapping, stashed the money in my Nike box
[Verse 2: Kungg Fuu]
I'm the sole evaporator
Vivid calculator
Diminish your soul
Tomb stone engraver
I'm the cream of the crop
Tryna get a knot
I used to run from the cops
Jumping fences
Fucked my hand up from the gate
I'm still running 'cause I got this dirty gat
And I ain't tryna fucking catch a case
My g said "get off your ass, you plan to be rich"
Cops 'round my way lock you up for no fucking reason
I pray for every real man that's real
Used to stash money in my Nike box, yeah that's real
It's like we gotta pack still just to survive
That's how this world is but I'm still riding
[Verse 3: Tha God Fahim]
When I was young and really finding out just what I was
Gotta keep a keen eye out, 'cause it was no love
From a slug, they wanna see you left in cold blood
Must leave no evidence, picture me rolling no gloves
Picture me high, and nigga that won't happen
Picture a nigga tryna jack me, I might clap him
[Verse 4: Kungg Fuu]
Niggas talk a lot but they blast
Jaw I shatter
Turn you to a dark vessel of fecal matter
Studying like Neil Tyson
Catch a dagger, don't wreck your Kroger
But I'ma bagger, used to trap in front of Kroger
To get the cabbage, flowing like an old school last bester
But I love my melanin, feel heaven-sent
Building on my enterprise, my third eye
See through all this buffoonery and fakes in disguise
God knows I'm on a mission
Scoping with my third eye
I can't fuck with you li'l niggas
Need more artillery
They cock off, take off, bomb first
Your favorite rapper is fake, dawg
I'll blow a nigga face off
At the baseboard, game mang
You ran for the first plate
And you mang, we done been past the first base
My traphouse just like a motherfucking army base
Whatever you need, I'll find a way
Niggas is paranoid so I don't really trust a lot
The closest to you quick to put you in an iron box
All these stones look excavated from icy rocks
When I was trapping, stashed the money in my Nike box
[Verse 1: Tha God Fahim]
Nike box filled with all this cake in it
Before I ever hand-out, I'm gon' be takin' it
I'm authentic
A nigga's style sicker than a clinic
Plus niggas want me dead for my pendant
Super sport turbo engine
Got a nigga quick to squeeze the fifth like lemons
'Cause niggas brainstorm robbing me for the spot
Better think of the cotch
The chrome Smith & Wesson the Glock
I'm the opposite of nice
Mean on the mic as I am Mike
Outta mind and damn sure outta sight
If you read between the lines you'll find
Snakes in the grass, the desert water and vines
{Chorus: Tha God Fahim]
Niggas is paranoid so I don't really trust a lot
The closest to you quick to put you in an iron box
All these stones look excavated from icy rocks
When I was trapping, stashed the money in my Nike box
Niggas is paranoid so I don't really trust a lot
The closest to you quick to put you in an iron box
All these stones look excavated from icy rocks
When I was trapping, stashed the money in my Nike box
[Verse 2: Kungg Fuu]
I'm the sole evaporator
Vivid calculator
Diminish your soul
Tomb stone engraver
I'm the cream of the crop
Tryna get a knot
I used to run from the cops
Jumping fences
Fucked my hand up from the gate
I'm still running 'cause I got this dirty gat
And I ain't tryna fucking catch a case
My g said "get off your ass, you plan to be rich"
Cops 'round my way lock you up for no fucking reason
I pray for every real man that's real
Used to stash money in my Nike box, yeah that's real
It's like we gotta pack still just to survive
That's how this world is but I'm still riding
[Verse 3: Tha God Fahim]
When I was young and really finding out just what I was
Gotta keep a keen eye out, 'cause it was no love
From a slug, they wanna see you left in cold blood
Must leave no evidence, picture me rolling no gloves
Picture me high, and nigga that won't happen
Picture a nigga tryna jack me, I might clap him
[Verse 4: Kungg Fuu]
Niggas talk a lot but they blast
Jaw I shatter
Turn you to a dark vessel of fecal matter
Studying like Neil Tyson
Catch a dagger, don't wreck your Kroger
But I'ma bagger, used to trap in front of Kroger
To get the cabbage, flowing like an old school last bester
But I love my melanin, feel heaven-sent
Building on my enterprise, my third eye
See through all this buffoonery and fakes in disguise
God knows I'm on a mission
Scoping with my third eye
I can't fuck with you li'l niggas
Need more artillery
They cock off, take off, bomb first
Your favorite rapper is fake, dawg
I'll blow a nigga face off
At the baseboard, game mang
You ran for the first plate
And you mang, we done been past the first base
My traphouse just like a motherfucking army base
Whatever you need, I'll find a way