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    Locked In
    
    
    I 
was in a 
slump  Ever since I 
lost my brother, I've been getting drunk  Slowly crawling out the 
hump, shit got me fucked up, mentally  Any nigga play with me I 
dunk, physically  Everywhere I 
be we keep a 
couple glocks tucked  I 
ain't hard to see I'm in that double R 
truck  I 
can't lie, I 
got a 
lot of money, ton of money  Stackin money, I 
don't walk to money, run to money  Money callin, bitch I 
go to money, come to money  Money falling, I 
got Winter money, Summer money  Uh oh, woke up spent a 
hundo  Still don't give a 
Fuck though  Clips with hunchos, glocks with switches get a 
bunch of em  Had them killas touch on em, like they got a 
crush on em  We get niggas scared shots never put a 
crutch on em  Like the 
gear, I 
clutch on it  We could wait to buss on em  Took years he had luck though but fuck buddy he cutthroat  Me and foenem cut throats  We ain't waiting on no get backs so it's bro nem must go  Run up hittin, really with that, we make niggas drop poles  Man, shout out to the 
hoes, we make bitches drop lo's  And they texting lock codes  He a 
hoe, his glock cold  Fingers twitching when I 
tote, fire itching in my coat  I'm a 
say it and I 
quote: I 
can't wait for gun smoke  In them trenches I'm a 
goat, like my mama fuck goats  I 
can't sleep I 
stay woke  Silent I'm forever woke  Dreamin like I'm never woke  Got knowledge I'm forever woke  Setbacks but I 
got better though  The 
realest shit I 
never wrote  I'm crazy but I'm clever though  They came to me I 
never spoke  Gang shit I'm claiming it  Get angry I'm dangerous  Don't run I 
got range  This shit change me when I'm aiming it  120 in 2 
lanes  Swervo can't be in no Wrangler  200 on 2 
chains when they hang and they tanglin  I 
hustle all day I 
come from hallways slangin it  You hop out broad day, fuck with you the 
long way, rectangular  This shit ain't hard man my opps be sitting ducks, dangling  We tint trucks daily  At least ten of us we keep our fingers twisted up bangin  You ain't on shit what? Pussy be cliqued up  Don't give no fuck yo clique sus  Don't put em against us  Don't leave niggas stiff on the 
fence stuck  Forgive me again for my sins  Many men fall victim of this sin cause they friends  Cuz I 
need a 
cleanse I 
need a 
rinse  Blew his fuckin brains out ain't make no sense  Throwin B's up we swarm shit, on cap  I 
love revenge, that's a 
warm dish, no bap  
 
完毕