Locked In Lyrics

A spider from Brazil bite me so imma die hard

Hit a ramp in a cop car into a helicopter

No John McClane but I still handle business

Tryna touch a milli a milli like Dwayne Carter

droppin bombs like Pearl Harbor

My bitch Japanese

Wish I had a dollar for everytime they try to challenge me

My Money would be taller than the burj khalifa roughly

Harder better faster stronger

4th song on discovery

Rarely make mistakes

Toneficial intelligence

Niggas used to call me weird everything now is prevalent

Havin problems with my bitch she say I'm not affectionate

neglect what I cant give my all

bc I am a perfectionist

Niggas think I'm out the loop n ion know wassup

Shi Tone full of tricks runnin low on fucks

Locked in with my art like a meditating monk

Locked in with my art Ian had a cut in some months

I call my brotha Ryan the best barber in the 6

I don't trust no one with my head only him and my bitch

In love with this money like Travis with chopsticks

In love with music my nigga I never miss

My cell blowin up

Nigga what you want

If there's no dollar signs involved in it

Then Imma hang up

You can call it rude

Idgaf

Yk im that dude

Two tone

If life is a game then im takin 1st place

If life is a game then lemme set the rules straight

Cuz nigga I'm a beast I cannot be tamed

So when I wild out you better get somewhere safe

Clutching on the pole it's too heavy for my waist

2nd amendment I must abide in the lone star state

fw pimpuhlicious he gon get yo pockets straight

Nigga this is business why tf you playing games

I'm the man with the plan

I'm a master in disguise

The impossible I can

I'm not afraid to die

With every move I make

I win I capitalize

Movin thru the storm with no warning or a guide

In the heat of the choas I'm always gon strive

Rage beyond death party on the other side

if you get thirsty gon n crack you sprite

cup opposite of clean yk that Im feelin right