Lockdown Lyrics – 30 Deep Grimeyy
Singer: 30 Deep Grimeyy
Title: Lockdown
Ey3zlow on the beat
Gigi couldn’t pay to catch no flights, now all i do is travel
Showed you, you close while i was jammed, i watched that sh#t unravel
You ain’t have no rank behind them walls, boy, you couldn’t change the channels
Sittin’ up in that cell, i made some hits, i swear this sh#t come natural
Swift with that glock, but he can’t box, that boy was tryna’ wrestle
Sittin’ up on a docket with some killas who ain’t had financials
Might drop a bucket on yo’ head, i swear them boys’ll stab you
Went in a boy, came out a man, i turnt into an animal
When i got jammed, ain’t had nobody, had to call shanata
Couldn’t get me out, i had to sit, but sh#t it made it badder
Ain’t no mo’ gettin’ up to the pancakes made with mama’s batter
I was whippin’ up with the killers, the dealers, the stabbers
Ain’t no mo’ hangin’ witcho’ n#gg#s, turnin’ up witcho’ bros
You gotta watch out all the time, you gotta’ stand on ten toes
If they say, “ball,” you gotta’ ball, or you be labeled a ho
Some of my partners got that label, one say no name they know
I done see n#gg#s go in deuce, and get out chunkin’ a fo’
I done see n#gg#s goin’ crip, and get out chunkin’ a o
But i remain the same n#gg#, i can’t change on my bros
I fought that case, just me and {?}, ’till that sh#t got closed
Gigi couldn’t pay to catch no flights, now all i do is travel
Showed you, you close while i was jammed, i watched that sh#t unravel
You ain’t have no rank behind them walls, boy, you couldn’t change the channels
Sittin’ up in that cell, i made some hits, i swear this sh#t come natural
Swift with that glock, but he can’t box, that boy was tryna’ wrestle
Sittin’ up on a docket with some killas who ain’t had financials
Might drop a bucket on yo’ head, i swear them boys’ll stab you
Went in a boy, came out a man, i turnt into an animal
I brought some killas on the plane, and flew ’em to miami
Just bought some glocks and bought some dracs’ ’cause they might come in handy
Now when i ride, i slide with two, ’cause they might try to blam me
Some say i’m next, some say i’m crazy, they don’t understand me
Can’t feel my pain cause jd died while he was walkin’ to school
Money deuce still in that slamma’, we was just sharin’ food
You’d think a n#gg# work construction ’cause i keep me a tool
Shit, i was goin’ through it then, they used to laugh at my shoes
Swift wit’ that glock, but he couldn’t box, so they was takin’ his snacks
Lights off, gas off, i fell asleep in the trap
And r-i-p to rush blood, i heard you died with two straps
Money tall like damien, i put my gang on my back
Gigi couldn’t pay to catch no flights, now all i do is travel
Showed you, you close while i was jammed, i watched that sh#t unravel
You ain’t have no rank behind them walls, boy, you couldn’t change the channels
Sittin’ up in that cell, i made some hits, i swear this sh#t come natural
Swift with that glock, but he can’t box, that boy was tryna’ wrestle
Sittin’ up on a docket with some killas who ain’t had financials
Might drop a bucket on yo’ head, i swear them boys’ll stab you
Went in a boy, came out a man, i turnt into an animal
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