Morals

Loc'o

At this point
I don't really give a fuck
If you feel me tho
Imma just make these beatz
And stay Loc'o
I know you hear me tho
I know I begin to slow
I put me in a mode
Sometimes I feel like I float
I don't need a boat
I just need to roll
Back to back
In a row
Nah, I can't choke
Stay on my grind
Gotta shine like some chrome spokes
Or this 1911 you'll see heaven
You don't want the smoke
I don't touch the coke
I don't fuck that hoe
It done put me on a slope
Brought me down
In a cell
Couldn't bail
Barely mail
Felt like hell
But I still
Had that shit for sale
In a cell
Coffee, motions, cards and portraits
Commissary started growing
Then I got to thinking
What I'm doing?
I need to slow it down
And, write some shit down
Come up with a plan
Cause the last one ain't even work out
But this time I gotta think big dogg
And show them what you about
But not for them
For yourself
You don't need no help nigga do it yourself
Get some money
Invest
Study the game
Cause life's a test

I've been
I've been changing
You
You don't know me
I've been changing
You
You don't know me
I've been
I've been changing
You
You don't know me
You don't know me
You don't know me
I've been
I've been changing
You
You don't know me
I've been changing
You
You don't know me
I've been
I've been changing
You
You don't know me
You don't know me
You don't know Loc'o



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Allen
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