Locked Door

I done got off my ass turned my feelings into a bag I know shooters without a mask, get caught loafing and that's your ass I've been all day in the lab, go ask around, I do my dab Peep shit then sit back and laugh, bronem choking off of the gas They'll judge you for what you know, won't expose my plans to a ho Won't never stop, and I can't go for that, and I put that on bro You get all the hate when you pay, but don't get looked at when you broke Better get in here while you can, it's too late, I'm locking the door I done seen some niggas do dirt, had to wash my eyes with some soap Some days I do feel like I'm shit, other days I feel like the goat What you saying, it don't make sense how you loyal, but you a ho 2020 on David, birthday was tweaking all in the sto Ain't nun, over here sweet, put a beam on your nose I stay with Glock 23, in danger, I'll take a soul And I ain't aiming at your feet, tryna knock the world out your globe But I got goals to hit the road and to save my gold Hit the road jack, and don't you come back no more, no more, no more, no more Rekindle no old flame, that fire, not gon hit the same But I'm still posted in them puddles of the rain, at least I got to say I done got on my ass, turned my feelings into a bag I know shooters without a mask, get caught loafing and that's your ass And I been all day in the lab, go ask around, I do my dab Peep shit then sit back and laugh, I'm chokin' off of the gas They'll judge you for what you know, won't expose my plans to a ho I won't never stop, but I can't go for that, then I put that on broke You get all the hate when you payed, but don't get looked at when you broke Better get in here while you can, it's too late, I'm locking the door Please don't talk to me, I can't hear my granny voice I ain't from Chicago, but I feel like I am the voice, but I ain't never heard I heard this from my momma before I knew of Scarface, she said the world is yours Me and bro could blow, we out our top and exquisite with words Aye son, don't be green, have yo cocked, before them niggas swerve Can't hear the sound of death, it's just gon' come and it shut down your nerves I'm still having doubt inside myself, I'm doing my best But cuz he got acknowledgement, so I know that I'm next Six years inside this shit, four years, I took it serious Rell say I'm rapping the same, but it's frustrating, changing it When bro get on, he gon' pass me the ball and I'll assist One shot and I cannot miss, I cannot miss I done got off my ass, turned my feelings into a bag I know shooters without a mask, get caught loafing and that's your ass And I been all day in the lab, go ask around, I do my dab Peep shit, then sit back and laugh, bronem choking off of the gas They'll judge you for what you know, won't expose my plans to a ho Won't never stop, and I can't go for that, and I put that on bro You get all the hate when you payed, but don't get looked at when you broke Better get in here while you can, it's too late, I'm locking the door