K Bibbles - Lockdown

No shirt, no shoes, no service - now it's mask on, or ya gone, I can't even make a Purchase
Go to Costco, it's a circus, everybody's nervous
Everybody goes, what's the purpose?
No shirt, no shoes, no service - now it's mask on, or ya gone, I can't even make a Purchase
I think we all need to just chill, calm down
But you better not make a damn sound, this a lockdown

Can't go around or go out, I been slouched on the couch, if you know me you know That's not what I'm 'bout
Another month a mothafucka gon' shout, go crazy no doubt, I'mma go 'n' pop a cop for The clout
I'm sick and I think I know why, haven't been to the gym in a month, I just smoke 'n' get High
Wasn't boozing in the whip but now I'm livin' at crib that's a milli out in Simi, with an Endless supply
That's dangerous! Never dry, the economy's thankin' us
So fly, I might go 'n' try angel dust
It's life and we undergo changes but, I'm tight, goodbye - simulation bust
We must discuss the future moving forward cuz I want my kids to feel the rush of gifts And a tree, trick-or-treating Halloween, walks on the beach, but the Rona killed all 3

No shirt, no shoes, no service - now it's mask on, or ya gone, I can't even make a Purchase
Go to Costco, it's a circus, everybody's nervous
Everybody goes, what's the purpose?
No shirt, no shoes, no service - now it's mask on, or ya gone, I can't even make a Purchase
I think we all need to just chill, calm down
But you better not make a damn sound, this a lockdown

I mean you can't even write this shit, actually they did, and now we think the world is Coming to an end
It's despicable; you've fixed apocalyptic in your head and then you disagree with Everything said - that's opposite!
That's what I got a problem with, it don't make sense!
Why can't anyone debate you without wanting you dead?
Every conversation's hate, so I ride on the fence
Defense: walk away, so dumb, so dense
I guess we're all done and it's over
The human race is shaking in their boots, it's over somethin' mediocre
Was doin' hella great, kinda sober, minus marijuana, I think I need a 5 leaf clover
I act like I'm not my composer, financial broker, K Bibbles' only active promoter
Droppin' all these mixies, my mouth is a motor
When quarantine is over I'mma bone her - boner

Written by:
Kyle Beebe

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