Lil Tweak - Locked In

Remember playing with lil packs I couldnt make no profit
Homies shopping i was broke the fly fits i couldnt cop it
Niggas dont know how it feel to have nun in ya pockets
Got off my ass went straight to work all day i had to clock in
Hit the plug up i need it throw me ina socket
Im outhere grinding i aint stopping until a nigga popping
I Touch the rock and started balling niggas said im Jocking
Them Winter nights get super cold about tht time to lock in

Was tired of being broke and bummy had to get my cake up
I started run up tht sack i felt like brandon Jacobs
Them blue face 100's rubberbanded a make a nigga wake up
They show you love when you on top but watch out for the fakers
Fell out with most of my day 1's a couple turned to haters
And I dont need a hoe for shit you know that I wont chase her
Went out and got it on my own like two four ona lakers
Was out there trynna make a run like i could make the Pacers

Damn

Had to get it out the mud
When they see you doing something they start trying show you love
Broski locked up cuz his fingers tld his ass to put on gloves
Ina stu just missed his call im focused up dont hold a grudge
I sit back and lose my tracks be nodding out all off the drugs
Roll exotic 3 gram blunts of zaa with backwoods for a buzz
High speed floating know im trusting lil he got it thats my cuzz
Reminiscing abt them old days remember how it was

Killers robbers trappers all i been around
Watching for the jakes trynna get this cake hope they dont spin around
If he turnup acting crazy just drop a bag to Sit em down
And you would think they for you watch them back moves how they get around

Im the one thats going to work but still put everybody 1st
I was playing now i watch observe and coach shit like nick nurse
My bro never bought a car he died they put em ina hurse
Ever since then i been hurting fucked up feel like i been cursed

Written by:
Izaraa Bowens

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