Locked Up

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[Intro] ([?]) (Tick Tock Lawyered) C Blu [Chorus] Locked up, nigga, where you gon' look for help? No love, bitch it's every man for themselves The way I came imma leave bitch by myself No gun but the skat stay by my belt Fuck the system, yeah the boys wanna see us lose Fake stories got my whole life misconstrued Gotta make half the whole world scream "CBlu" Imma go and I know it Fake love all these niggas gon' show it I don't want it tell them niggas just hold it Mama Lovee always there she thе realest, any day any time I can call Shе the one that's gon' ride through it all Yeah she pray every night they don't take me out, cause she know her baby get active And a pussy run up we gon' bang it out The whole globe on my dick I can't get a break They don't want me, I say that I'm hazardous 'Cause I throw like I'm pap, bitch I'm accurate Try to blitz I get low I ain't havin' it [Verse] All this death around me and I cannot be next so I'm ridin' with it putting on for the set [?], fuck all the rest Half a mil at 16 yeah I wonder what's next Can't let it be, I need it all Amiri the denim, seven to the four Hunnid a night yeah I do it all Shooters with me, no you ain't taking nothing Wrong move, yeah, my brodie gon' dust him He just lost his life over something stupid All this gun talk, you still ain't use it You ain't shooting nigga you a holster Caught a gun charge as a doja If he talking nigga better flock it Don't just up it, nigga better pop it Yeah he froze, it was time to flame Pass the knocks and get up out my way Feel like Kobe, ice up in my veins Ballin' like Mike, I got all these rings [Chorus] Locked up, nigga, where you gon' look for help? No love, bitch it's every man for themselves The way I came imma leave bitch by myself No gun but the skat stay by my belt Fuck the system, yeah the boys wanna see us lose Fake stories got my whole life misconstrued Gotta make half the whole world scream "CBlu" Imma go and I know it Fake love all these niggas gon' show it I don't want it tell them niggas just hold it Mama Lovee always there she the realest, any day any time I can call She the one that's gon' ride through it all Yeah she pray every night they don't take me out, cause she know her baby get active And a pussy run up we gon' bang it out The whole globe on my dick I can't get a break They don't want me, I say that I'm hazardous 'Cause I throw like I'm pap, bitch I'm accurate Try to blitz I get low I ain't havin' it
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