Don't Tell Em Lyrics

King of my city, I'm trying to be like Biggie

From the east side, baby, I pop off when it's gritty

Over six feet, but they scared to death like I'm fifty

I've been waiting on a challenge, where you at? where you at?

Where you at when I'm blowing off the top?

Shit go harder than a rock

Windows shiver when I talk, it's a lot

Your shit sounding like a flavour of the day

Follow my number plate, I bet you still losing your way

We don't let it come around, look around, life's a different colour now

All that talking out your mouth, it's just sound

Shit ain't even phase me, demeanour of an ace of spades

Questions about my race, that's a fail safe

We ain't on the same page, or even the same stage

Got a lot of pretty and that glitter on my bae face

That's that 5-step routine every night, I'm talking Estée

I could put this shit all in a loop and rap for eight days

Wait? Nah I wait for no one, got an industry to run

Got them big bag funds, Saraswati on my tongue

I could line up everyone in the sun

Watch them melt away when all is said and done, just for fun

I've been working really hard for this spot, tell em we don't stop

Don't tell em where we hid the locks

(Tell em, tell em, tell em)

Don't tell em where we hid the locks

(Where we hid the locks)

Don't tell em where we hid the locks

(Where we hid the locks)

Don't tell em where we hid the locks

(Tell em, tell em, tell em)

Don't tell em where we hid the locks

(Where we hid the locks)

Don't tell em where we hid the locks

(Tell em, tell em, tell em)

Don't tell em where we hid the locks

(Let them taker their shots)

If it's got to be one of us, then I'm plentysome

Matter of fact, I've been the chosen one since I was twenty one

Words getting studied by the Pentagon

Bars by the kilo, pounds, tons, and then some

I been contemplating in the back

Trigger finger itching and I'm ready to attack

Temple blowing steam, got a lot of shit to say

Got a temper for the play, I'll let Hov take the blame

"Got a lot of bad bad bitches, over by the Claridges"

That's a lot of talk for a guy that's hoping that the tide switches

Manifesting mad riches, yachting by the Parishes

I ain't never took a lot of pictures, we just revisit

That's why we skipping all you lames that be trying to press me

Mansion with a view, yeah we living rent free

Sipping Hennessy, by the Arabian sea

That's how we roll, that's how we do we

Skipping all you lames that be trying to press me

Spraying all the opps, yeah we living pest free

Sipping Hennessy, on my way to Tennessee

That's how we roll, that's how we throw it all

Tell em we don't stop

Don't tell em where we hid the locks

(Tell em, tell em, tell em)

Don't tell em where we hid the locks

(Where we hid the locks)

Don't tell em where we hid the locks

(Where we hid the locks)

Don't tell em where we hid the locks

(Tell em, tell em, tell em)

Don't tell em where we hid the locks

(Where we hid the locks)

Don't tell em where we hid the locks

(Tell em, tell em, tell em)

Don't tell em where we hid the locks

(Let them take their shots)