Lyrics: Joshua Pryor
Music: Joshua Pryor
Hook:
She said she wants some Marvin Gaye
Some Luther Vandross
A little Anita
We can turn them lights off, aye
We laugh at the past as we reminisce
You and mine's for the time's we'll forever miss
Take me back to those sandbox days
Take me back to where them bad guys played, aye yeah
Sunshine in the summertime
Unwind we abide by those money signs
Verse 1:
Okay sandbox raps this whΠ΅re all the kids play
Switching, switching lanes looking Π΅very which way, yeah
You're watching classics like the world's turning grey
Let's have a party with these girls from The Bay
All they know is suntans, with all of these young fans
I tell em it's now or never, you only get one chance
And I ain't really into waiting
I know she keeps it clean like those songs on the station
Man, this is life-changing
Could this be a fling or a summer friend?
The things I would do just to be young again
Walk up in the party with my Chain Reactions
Kinga World, headline, main attraction, yeah
I feel sorry for whoever that's behind me
All these autographs still your label couldn't sign me
Haters, they rewind me
My neighbors, they remind me
"Pay her if she's fine" yeah my lady is a dime-piece
(Hook)
Verse 2:
Okay sandbox raps yeah we're finna build a castle
Sandbox raps feeling like some little rascals
Chains on my neck but I'm breaking through these shackles
Play the hand I'm dealt, making deals no hassle
Yeah, I did this all by my lonesome
Money getting longer "Oh my gosh look how you've grown some"
Rhythms and poems
I think it's time to show 'em that no one is iller than me
I'm filling the streets
With new schools and playgrounds
We so high but stay down
A young boy from H-Town
'The Payback' by James Brown
Get it off your chest, boy I know you can't breath
Spoil all my hoes so I know they can't leave
Rolling up my sleeves
Police call us thieves
D-O-Double G as I'm holding up her weave, yeah
I'm a mastermind
You can never master mine
Unless you got the look, and the flow, and you match the grind
(Hook)
Outro:
Sandbox, bartender hands shots
This my night I'm getting lucky I don't need the shamrock
I just need the damn rock, then I'm shooting can't stop
Like a fish out of water, see your ****ing planned flopped, aye yeah