Locksmith

I'm a locksmith, but I only got the keys to the streets

You don't belong in the field, hit them bleachers (hit the bleachers)
Blow the nerves out his brain, cause a seizure (grrah)
But you know we shoot to kill, you better squeeze first (better)
-, you know it's gang-gang when you see us

Ain't gotta ask me what I claim, it's on my neck, -ch, you see it
- men and women all at once, they Madea
What's the difference from a G63 and a 550?
Told that boy a hunnid thousand, huh, -, beat it

Who told you-you could claim these streets? I never let you - in
-ga, you not from my city, please take off them Carti' lens
Free my mama, - tellin', she ain't fold, break, or bend
You can't run 'round in these streets 'less I gave you a permission slip

'Cause -, I'm the locksmith (with the keys to the streets)
-, I'm the locksmith (with the keys to the streets)
I'm a neighborhood locksmith (with the keys to the streets)

They say, "Grizzley, why you singin'?" I'm like, "-ch, get off my -"
'Lotta n- out here hatin', they gon' get shot in they s-
Stole bikes, broke in houses, sold guns without the clip (without the clip)
Went to see - without no whip (skrrt)

Robbed - with no mask
Went to the mall without no cash (went to the mall without no mask)
Stand in the trap without no bag (stand in the trap without no bag)
Bro, I'm like, "You can't ride if you ain't got gas" (you ain't got gas, you ain't got gas)

That s- turned me to a locksmith (-, I'm the locksmith)
But I only got the keys to the streets
I'm the neighborhood locksmith (neighborhood locksmith)
But I only got the keys to the streets (keys to the streets)

And I'm a big timer, timer like 40 water
And I pray for these diamonds, that's holy water
I'm a big timer, timer like 40 water
And I pray for these diamonds, that's holy water



Credits
Writer(s): Timothy Z. Mosley, Luis Federico Vindver Arosa, Terry Wallace, Jose Angel Velazquez
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