Locked In Lyrics

Took a breath look who's taking me serious

Oven mitt 'cuz they ain't really feeling this

I'ma stack get it back any means

Ain't a track I have out not 4000 degrees

I used to be low in the silence

I was shy back then now I'm wildin'

Niggas want you have why they greedy?

Work smarter ain't none of this easy

Playstation 5 2 controllers

She wanna come over to chill but I need it to clap

Now she wanna get to know me

But she know the brodie, his cousin

Don't wanna do that

Put my all in my music

Life is a story, I rhyme it then use it (Told her to move it)

Never know how I'm feeling

Said I'm a dick but I am what I'm dealing

You knew what it was bitch that's what you getting

Stop asking me shit

Heart like a clip, why you passing me this

Said i was hot now I'm actually pissed

King of the track I'm actually him

And bro said "keep making tracks"

Niggas been paid I just keep making racks

Niggas be fake why they keep making facts up

See the snake head in the ground like that

one

Wackamole witcha

Losing all your money 'cuz you stack it wrong nigga

Flow solid, audience getting bigger

If my mind was a gun then my feelings are the trigger

She tryna throw it, was feenin' to catch it

Hollup, practicing semen retention

Never spit clean I'm making a mess

No competition and this ain't my best 'cuz

It's different alone in your silence

I was shy back then now I'm wildin'

They didn't think I'd surprise them

Late to the game, I'ma get there on timing

Worked hard on this shit by myself

Niggas want you have why they greedy?

Took the hint now I don't need no help

Work smarter, the leeches too needy

Took a breath now I'm taking it serious

Oven mitt 'cuz they ain't really feeling this

I'ma stack get it back any means

Ain't a track I have out not 4000 degrees

I used to be low in the silence

I was shy back then now I'm wildin'

Niggas want you have 'cuz they greedy?

Work smarter ain't none of this easy

Bitch