KING'KALILI - MATCH.BOX Lyrics

Match box
Put them in a pine box

I'm a million dollar nigga
With some trillion dollar dreams
Fresh as hell in the magazines
Stepping from head to toe
Coco dreams
Yeah, that man be clean
But fuck what you thought
I'm on fire

Making shit hard
This is too far
Outta your reach of course
Niggas ain't fuckin with me
More worried about a broad
Had shawty on fours
Fuck is you on

I'm on my feet, get you a bag little boy
I make diamonds you can't beat
Running a race you lost
I'm that man you gotta meet
Nigga the choice is yours

But your talk is too cheap
Gotta bring thirty or more
Yeah just for a seat
What you you want
Game never been free
I'm a gee at heart

There's no other me
Niggas be begging for more
Like where is your key
Did she take it all
Yea I'm just a P
I keep it player lord
They can't fuck with me
End up
Match box for sure
Yeah the choice is yours
At your own accord