Lock
Ooohh
Tryna find the lock, yeah
Ooohh
Tryna find the lock, yeah
Tryna find a lock to my key, I wanna open up my dream
I don't know what you see, but I see myself so clear
Yeah
It's like ice in a glass
On the mic with some sas
Running miles in the trials, to get top of the class
Run in style with a smile, give me more than a glance
Give a chance, with a dance, baby shake that ass
Practice, like an actress
Read the script, had to go off axis
Writing, like I'm fighting
Throwing hooks, tryna beat Mike Tyson
Row the boat, so I float
Writing notes you can quote
Post it up near the coast, so the ship moves slow
I flow, I know
Tryna show you how low I go
Ooohh.
Tryna find the lock, yeah.
Ooohh.
Tryna find the lock, yeah.
Tryna find a lock to my key, I wanna open up my dream
I don't know what you see, but I see myself so clear
Yeah
It's like ice in a glass
On the mic with some sas
Running miles in the trials, to get top of the class
Run in style with a smile, give me more than a glance
Give a chance, with a dance, baby shake that ass
Take a trip with me, tell me what you wanna see
Do you wanna climb a tree? Or take a trip to the sea?
Feel the sand on your feet
Take my hand, let's flee
Don't you wanna know what our tale could be?
Started out late, tryna be great
Push a rock up the hill, that's my new fate
Sisyphus never hate, that's my new state
Pushing rocks around the clock, I'm the new saint
Tryna find the lock, yeah
Ooohh
Tryna find the lock, yeah
Tryna find a lock to my key, I wanna open up my dream
I don't know what you see, but I see myself so clear
Yeah
It's like ice in a glass
On the mic with some sas
Running miles in the trials, to get top of the class
Run in style with a smile, give me more than a glance
Give a chance, with a dance, baby shake that ass
Practice, like an actress
Read the script, had to go off axis
Writing, like I'm fighting
Throwing hooks, tryna beat Mike Tyson
Row the boat, so I float
Writing notes you can quote
Post it up near the coast, so the ship moves slow
I flow, I know
Tryna show you how low I go
Ooohh.
Tryna find the lock, yeah.
Ooohh.
Tryna find the lock, yeah.
Tryna find a lock to my key, I wanna open up my dream
I don't know what you see, but I see myself so clear
Yeah
It's like ice in a glass
On the mic with some sas
Running miles in the trials, to get top of the class
Run in style with a smile, give me more than a glance
Give a chance, with a dance, baby shake that ass
Take a trip with me, tell me what you wanna see
Do you wanna climb a tree? Or take a trip to the sea?
Feel the sand on your feet
Take my hand, let's flee
Don't you wanna know what our tale could be?
Started out late, tryna be great
Push a rock up the hill, that's my new fate
Sisyphus never hate, that's my new state
Pushing rocks around the clock, I'm the new saint
Credits
Writer(s): Sigve Kiil
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