Locked In lyrics

[Intro]
808 Mafia
Ayy

[Verse]
I was in a slump (Was in a slump)
Ever since I lost my brother, I've been gettin' drunk
Slowly crawlin' out the hump, sh*t got me f*cked up, mentally
Any n*gga play with me, I dump, 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', b*tch I go to money, come to money
Money fallin', I got winter money, summer money
Uh-oh, woke up spent a hundo'
Still don't give a f*ck though
Clips with hunchos, Glocks with switches, hit a bunch of 'em
Have them killers touch on 'em, like they got a crush on 'em
We get n*ggas headshots, never put a crutch on 'em
Like the gear, I clutch on it
We couldn't wait to bust on 'em
Took years, he had luck, though, but f*ck buddy, he cutthroat
Me and foenem cut throats
We ain't waitin' on no get backs, so it's bronem must go
Run up hittin', really with that, we make n*ggas drop poles
Man, shout out to the hoes, we make b*tches drop lo's
And they textin' lock codes
He a ho, his Glock cold
Finger twitching when I tote, fire itching in my coat
I'ma say it, and I quote: "I can't wait for gun smoke"
In them trenches, I'm a G.O.A.T.
Like my mama, f*ck goats
I can't sleep, I stay woke
Solid, I'm forever woke
Dreamin' like I'm never woke
Got knowledge, I'm forever woke
Setbacks but I got better, though, the realest sh*t, I never wrote
But I'm crazy, but I'm clever though
They came to me, I never spoke
Gang sh*t, I'm claiming it
Get angry, I'm dangerous
Don't run, I got range
This sh*t change me when I'm aiming it
One-twenty in two lanes
Swervo can't be in no Wrangler
Two-hundred on two chains, when they hangin', they tanglin'
I hustle all day, I come from hallways, slangin' it
You hop out broad day, f*ck with you the long way, rectangular
This sh*t ain't hard, man, my opps be sitting ducks, danglin'
We tint trucks daily
At least ten of us, we keep our fingers twisted up, bangin'
You ain't on sh*t, what (What?)
Pussies be cliqued up
Don't give no f*ck, yo' clique sus (Clique sus)
Put 'em against us
Gon' leave n*ggas stiff on the fence stuck
Forgive me again for my sins
It's many men, fall victim of this FN 'cause they friends
'Cause I need a cleanse (Ayy)
I need a rinse (Yeah)
Blew his f*ckin' brains out, ain't make no sense, yeah
Throwin' Bs up, we swarm sh*t, on cap
I love revenge, that's a warm dish, no bap