Locked In

Looked in like a serpent
They be lurking
Laz carta baby show my
Purpose in these verses
Haters on my dick chanting
Curses
Swear they perfect
But they don't see the vision
And they don't know the motives
Since a younging I been outkasted
No 3 stacks or big boi
When you making no noise
Look at all the acts i outlasted
From contest to showcase
My words everlasting
Burn slow like dry sex with latex
Everybody and they momma
Swear they next up
In the sky like alladin
This weed got me flexed up
One more puff ima dragon
Like shenron
From then I conquer And damage
I was sent here to program
The masses
Raps bastard
Break bad like Walter
Then cook up like alchemist
Now hands up bounce to this

You ain't gotta lie
If you wanna vibe
Searching for the shine

I'm all about the action
No Bronson
I'm in my bag
I'm in my bag
I'm out my conscious
What a drag
What a drag
I'm still coughing
What a shot
What a shot
I'm so nauseas
All these drugs
Fried creative content

Getting by still elavated
The most
Still elevating the coast
I spit It str8 at your soul
Say it str8 at your dome
Now bring it str8 to your home
Viivivid with it every written
The boy be lost in his zone
We getting high
Simply to pass the time living
Within the lies
Hiden behind disguise
Wishing high to the sky
Higher powers In my mind
What power higher then mine
I walked a mile broken
Always felt that I was chosen
For bigger things or better things
Then catering or cutting cows open
My style is so potent so golden the Minute i get flowing in my bag i can Never be let up The boy gotta speak The truth to the youth from the soul From the gut



Credits
Writer(s): Lazaro Carta
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