"Locked In" lyrics

Hmm, yeah

Ain't gotta pop percs to feel life
Puttin' in that work, gettin' me high
Real riders on the team, chasin' million dollar dreams
Like the bride of Chucky, this shit child's play
Stay fly like a jet on a runway
A lame a tell you they love you, but that's the wrong play

I'm gettin' a bag on a mission it come before you
Got good brains, but you run your mouth
Ain't no killer, but if you run up on me, I'ma trip out
If you do, then I'ma trip out
And I'm goin' backwards, I'm here now
This for everybody that didn't want me to win
Was prayin' on my downfall thought it was the end

Put my heart and soul in this music
Certified by blood, ain't nothin' to it
Raised round soldiers, don't run from no smoke
Lames run they mouth like they already know
Laid back in the coupe, with the stars in the roof
Now I'm ballin' Steph Curry with the hoop
This for everybody that didn't want me to win
Was prayin' on my downfall, thought it was the end
But I'm back in, I'm back in it again
If you do, then I'ma trip out
Ain't no goin' backwards, I'm here now
This for everybody that didn't want me to win
Was prayin' on my downfall, thought it was the end
But I'm back in I'm back in it again
I'm back in it again
I'm back in it again
I'm back in it again