Got It On Lock Lyrics

My grind

My shine

Something you can't knock

I let the mic do the talk

I'm out in the field for the walk

I'm zonin'

One eye on the paper

One eye on a hater

Found me a balance and Got It On Lock!

Found me a balance

I'm pulling my weight

Developed a skill and I'm never late

Starvin' artist

Food for thought on my plate

I'm doin' good but I'm tryna' be great

If we all at the table

No doubt in my system

I'm bringin' some wisdom

And mix it with ganja

I'm bringin' some real flows

Like I deal those

Rockin' my steel toes

I put 'em on ya

Imma young red top known to spit rounds

Basic rappers I don't fit round

Hop on the 103

Hit the Shelburne exit

Just ask how I get down

808s

Disturbing Tha Peace

Its Ludacris how they won't get out my way

I might Act A Fool

Don't tell me I can't

Cause provin' 'em wrong is just how I play

Got me some

Angels!

They watchin' me from the top

Got me some

Demons!

They watchin' me for the drop

Got me a

Team and

They walking me to the guap

I'm always learnin'

I'm always changin'

Two things never stop

My grind

My shine

Something you can't knock

I let the mic do the talk

I'm out in the field for the walk

I'm zonin'

One eye on the paper

One eye on a hater

Found me a balance and Got It On Lock!

My grind

My shine

Something you can't knock

I let the mic do the talk

I'm out in the field for the walk

I'm zonin'

One eye on the paper

One eye on a hater (Yes sir)

Found me a balance and Got It On Lock!

Pause

I'm gifted with the bag on me

I'm feelin' like I'm Claus

Too many Nemos clownin'

Thinkin' that they big like Jaws

Too many bendin' truth

But too scared to bend the laws

Here to kick 'em out the game

No maybes no pullin' straws

Round here

Towel throwin' ain't an option

Got me a skill set

As an ill threat

Watch me sell this shit like an auction

I get it poppin (yuh)

That's how I'm rocking (yuh)

Shout out to Breezy (yuh)

Let's make it easy (yuh)

I'm bout to get petty

Smoke in the air like confetti

S-H-E-L

And the BURNE remains heavy

Brace for impact if I say I came ready

Got one shot

You know my aims steady

I'm two crazy like psycho twins

I just do me

I don't envy...

Just tell by the way that I goes in

Round fake fucks I ain't friendly

Knockin' the snakes off my ladder

No this ain't game to me

Lame they were paintin' me

Now we who they came to see

I'm highly explosive

I wouldn't make contact

Type of guy that'll probably try to put the flame right where the bombs at

My grind

My shine

Something you can't knock

I let the mic do the talk

I'm out in the field for the walk

I'm zonin'

One eye on the paper

One eye on a hater

Found me a balance and Got It On Lock!

My grind

My shine

Something you can't knock

I let the mic do the talk

I'm out in the field for the walk

I'm zonin'

One eye on the paper

One eye on a hater

Found me a balance and Got It On Lock!