YungBoy Pay$on - On Lock (feat. Swiggy)

Baby, you've been on the run
Probably why my heart weighin a ton
Still thinking that you were the one
Still thinking about raising our son
The bullshit that we done been through
Cannot be undone, woulda gave you my life
I told you more than once
Living my life without you, never been no fun
Feel on my dick, you know that's where I
All of your flaws, they be perfect, so fabulous
Can't get off track, I be losing my balance
Hoping my haters can see me succeed
That shit got me laughing, THC,
Pulling up in a drop top, make a heart flop
If you leaving, then my heart stop
So keep it on lock, yeah
So keep it on lock
Close range, so I got blood on my jeans
I got blood on my tee, i got blunts for the team
I got cups full of lean, I got guns with the beams
I got two or three grams and
I run from the scammers, like MC got hammers,
Not smoking no Bammers
I hide from the cameras, the fuck is your manners
I shoot the shit up, I don't care about the damages
Under your skin like a cut, need the bandages
They call me Randy, I'm moving with savages
They call me Tony, I'm moving with packages Sleeping on me, then I'm taking they mattresses
Bitches be faking, so I call them actresses
I send my hitters an start checking statuses
I'm at the top, I been way above averages
Way I be flowing on shit cause paralysis
Thinking about real estate, owning some palaces
All of your flaws, they be perfect, so fabulous
Can't get off track, I be losing my balance
Hoping my haters can see me succeed
That shit got me laughing, THC,
Pulling up in a drop top, make a heart flop
If you leaving, then my heart stop
So keep it on lock,
So keep it on lock
I'm back up in this bitch hoe
All these other motherfuckers,
They be folding like a chair though
I don't know what I did wrong
Got me up all night, writing these damn songs
P, I been thinking
What if all this negativity turns into the inspo
Shit, I been thinking
What about all you motherfuckers
Just turn me to the villian
I don't know where I'm going
Trying to make it out of the city
Going to a new place, new state
Where the sky always looking so pretty
Damn, I'm locked in, unlocked
Getting out, who the fuck gon' stop me
You know this shit gonna be bigger than a Miley Nashville party
I'm flowing cold shit, I been getting real bold
No one can tell me I'm wrong
Me and P making a song
Again and again and again and again shit,
I always win
Bad chick, she my little twin
Here you go P this shits the end
Just know I'm coming back for revenge

Written by:
Camden Swigert, Preston Powell

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