boxed in

I can't breathe Expectations for a new scene press me every second Every day and every moment, and I wanna shatter a boxed-in frame Even flowers can't bloom without quivering, I know

Basically had no friends Yah yah Boxed in boxed in 나 혼자의 세계

The promise that you'll come back My walls boxed in all the Questions about the two

But I don't want to, let me take the sun Let me go off the rails We're too boxed in to our lives Let me be drunk or even raised up in an I1 1. I have no idea what that last part is supposed to mean

A day, when I'll drive up to her house³ And start asking: open the door for me It's like I'm boxed in by structure,⁴ But you're stronger than alcohol and tobacco

And never gave you any reason to grieve Sometimes when I feel so boxed in I wanna go and take a ride

Yeah, surrounded by villains demons sinnin’ I feel alone I ain’t perfect but far from worthless though you feel my soul Ignorant mindset had me boxed in but see I have grown Into a king so supreme, I ain’t talking clothes

[Verse 2: G-Eazy] Know you feel boxed in, let me get you out your mind frame Just know I'm serious, I ain't into playin' mind games

Basically had no friends Yah yah Boxed in boxed in In my own world

Like the evil in your veins Grounded Boxed in I am stuck with you

Drop! To feel boxed in It's what makes you high

But it feels like someone died, it’s got the vibe of a funeral There’s numbers on a chalkboard CDs boxed in cardboard Artists that flopped, that got dropped and never got to be sophomores

You aren’t any better off It’s just you still don’t know That you are boxed in

Stuck to other life Tied up as one Boxed in as one Wrapped in [my/our etc.] own fear

And how you keep it look like you vegan? Wish I was like that fresh Hard times, flatline — I stay in my lane, you see Boxed in, but I boxed out — niggas don’t wanna box with me Don’t bend the codes, don’t break the rules — just stay true to this shit

Waffle Waffle That boxed-in way of thinking Spitting out Waffle Waffle

Post-traumatic stress, so them triggers keep gettin' tapped R.I.P. Malcolm, I promise to conquer and fill them gaps Them corners leave a nigga boxed in, tryna break free Crazy how I love the same block that tried to break me

The only 'pop' you'll hear from us is Pop-pop-pop, then we're out Act up and get boxed in the mouth 'Cause you're just playing a gangster

Bag full of antioxidants for the toxins Know your ex watching, know they see me locked in Came from a different angle, I can't be boxed in Bitch better read the room like you telepromptin'

No, faggot, I mean I can't maneuver for movement 'Cause I have no room for improvement I'm practically squashed, compacted and boxed in Toxic, cans of arsenic, flammable bars, examine the content