Locked In

Aye, okay I figured out my key to success now I'm locked in
I learned how to open doors, like a locksmith
I'm uptown, I'm the one they wanna shop with
Run off with the bag even though we don't shoplift
All that gun talk ya'll want, I'm not with
It's not cool, everybody's got them long clips
You gon' mess around and get one of your dogs hit
And when you do I hope you know you're not John Wick
That's a slippery slope, better not trip
Bunch of clowns in this game we don't rock with
But Penny-wise to the fact that you're not IT
Get a new job quick, we already got KISS
I'm the one that everybody wants a song with
So lets not get dumb or dishonest
I get quick views, like big boobs on blonde chicks
You don't think I'm on next? How much we gon' bet?

Yippy Yippy Yah Yippy Yo Yippy Yay
Hip-Hop ain't dead clear the way
If you ain't got a flow and you ain't got nothing to say
Except gang gang gang, you a lame
Yippy Yippy Yah Yippy Yo Yippy Yay
Hip-Hop ain't dead clear the way
Yippy Yippy Yah Yippy Yo Yippy Yay
Or whatever Snoop Dog used to say

Aye, I'm about to work work work work work
And when I come up, I'm really not sharing
A lot of ya'll claiming that ya solid
But I can see through it though
It's really transparent
I came from nothing and my heart is pumping
With the blood of hustling, Is it not apparent
Oooh, everybody wrote me off
And I came back looking like I had rich parents
And back in the day I was trapped in a place
With a bunch of these lames that don't like sharing
But now we only talk to bosses though
They probably bout to call me Karen
If the beat got a ring imma rock it
They probably wanna pawn it
They wonder where I got it
From Jarreds
If you really about the profit
Then why you always tryna take a day off
You acting like Ferris
I've stepped up on em
I should be the one staring
I don't need no Bentley no Ghost or McLaren
I don't need Givenchy my clothes ain't from Paris
My soul isn't empty that's not what I cherish
I'm so close to winning I know you can hear it
You hear it
Hear it
I know you can hear it
This ain't no mystery I'm dope with the lyrics
If you go against me you gon' get embarrassed
And they wonder how I got it back
'Cuz I was home all alone working on the craft
And you was out with the bros spending all the cash
Had the gold rope and the dope getting all the ass
I was hella broke you ain't call me back
But now I'm around town in a black truck masked up
Me and Whiz Kid about to act up
We been sippin Henny Coladas
And getting them dollas
And they been bitching about us
They know the city is ours
And we like

Yippy Yippy Yah Yippy Yo Yippy Yay
Hip-Hop ain't dead clear the way
If you ain't got a flow and you ain't got nothing to say
Except gang gang gang, you a lame
Yippy Yippy Yah Yippy Yo Yippy Yay
Hip-Hop ain't dead clear the way
Yippy Yippy Yah Yippy Yo Yippy Yay
Or whatever Snoop Dog used to say