(Cutta, we rich)

Locked in

But I still'll go and make the block spin, you know

Treat you like you number one, not top ten, you know

And I know you thinkin' that I'm not shit, you know

I've been way too clocked in

Pretty girls love me, so a nigga got options

You gon' make me leave just for thinkin' that I'm not shit

I come over every other day, you say I'm toxic, watch this

I done put you on, you think you hot shit

Why the fuck I trust you? Had you 'round me when the Glock spit, you know

Way too much, I treat like the topic, you know

Talking 'bout you, I make you the topic, you know

Sometimes when I go to lane switch, I'm swervin'

Took you from the suburbs to suburbans

I'm the reason you went out and told someone you hurtin'

I'm the reason why you feel like you've been in your Birkin

You know

That it isn't easy this way, why you leave me this way? (Ah, ah, ah)

I guess it's 'cause I ain't shit

But you know

You ain't have to leave me that way, why you leave me that way? (Ah, ah, ah)

(Yeah) You sayin' that I 'ain't shit'

But you do 'ain't shit' niggas every day

And you the type put niggas in they place

And you the type to have it all, I like your way, oh

4AM at the club, gotta stay up

You shouldn't leave now, I'm on my way up

You shouldn't leave now, I'm on my way up

You know when I get home, we gon' lay up

I say that I love you, I don't play much

I say that I love you, I don't say much

And we gon' really make love, we ain't gotta play, fuck, yeah

Everything

Even told you everything, would've bought a wedding ring

I don't really see too many dudes that's ahead of me

You say I'm a dog, I bet you'll feed me Pedigree

You say that I ain't shit, that's the reason that you tellin' me

You know I only hang where the fellas be

But the fellas ain't shit, I know it

Give me one more chance, I won't blow it

Locked in

But I still'll go and make the block spin, you know

Treat you like you number one, not top ten, you know

And I know you thinkin' that I'm not shit, you know

I've been way too clocked in

Pretty girls love me, so a nigga got options

You gon' make me leave just for thinkin' that I'm not shit

I come every other day, you say I'm toxic, watch this

I done put you on, you think you hot shit

Why the fuck I trust you? Had you 'round me when the Glock spit, you know

Way too much, I treat like the topic, you know

Talk about you, I make you the topic, you know

Sometimes when I go to lane switch, I'm swervin'

Took you from the suburbs to suburbans

I'm the reason you went out and told someone you hurtin'

I'm the reason why you feel like you've been in your Birkin