[Hook: Locksmith]

Can't tell me shit
Can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit
Can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit
N***as can't tell me shit

[Verse 1: Locksmith]

Raised the rich
Called to get after that paper, No chasing a bitch
It was all a facade
I saw my uncle get money from women like it was a job
I was intrigued, left an impression on me
My brother was doing the same
He looked me dead in the face and said
"Ally you best to be thankful I'm giving you game."
I was in awe
Skip to when I'm an adult
Now I'm using these rappers like Hoes
They quote me for a feature
I looks at them laughing
Like n***a go add on some 0's
What you expect, I'm tryna eat 'for I'm dead
You tryna feed of my cred
You tryna hustle, but hustle somebody else n***a
Don't talk to me less its about bread
I don't give a fuck about a n***a now really
Learned about loss in the crescent park, Philly
Saw my little cousin lay dead in the alley that we fled
How the fuck you going to talk on my city
Silly ass rap n***a can't match my skill
I ain't kissing ass to attract no deal
I deliver venom through venomous appendages
Painting pictures with lyrics to illustrate my ills
N***a don't know about me
N***as don't know about Lock
N***as don't know what its like
When you sacrifice half your life
For a dream other people try to tell you will never pay off
Never take off
Never feed you
Try to explain and they never believe you
Now I'm overseas getting money, doing shows
And it shows in your face you n***as see through
Yeah
[Hook]
N***as Can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit
N***as can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit
Naw N***as can't tell me shit

They call me White boy, Arab, Sand N***a, Indian
Called me everything that I wasn't, that I wasn't, then again

N***as Can't tell me shit
N***as can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit
Naw N***as can't tell me shit

[Verse 2]
I'm lyrically on a new level
I reveal in my independence
I begin a sentence with something so vintage
That it is cemented as being intended
As being my new opes
They chasing after hoes but its hopeless
I be with the broads but i never lose focus
I developed and validated and calibrated
Your success to be breached like a pussy when its open what if i told you that a n***a told me that i could never blow up unless i get a deal when shit really happened i was laughing in their face when they said i should do it to get mass appeal i was sick of being fed bullshit so i on my own , On my own split the bill give a fuck about a label put the contract on the table piss on then treat them all to a meal f-fuck what you stressing used to be heaven but now its depressing i see my music as using my talent for something that's bigger than what you're assessing n***as wanna talk now that's a blessing came along way from playing ball in the crescent came along way from graduated from Berkeley I ain't quitting till i hit Nicole and Bria Murphy fuck i just said it so you know i want it all not a Not a diss to Eddie but mother fucker I'm raw n***a I'm ready i ain't waiting for a call I've been waiting too long I've been humble to a fault i see it clear there is nothing to read though this is my year you n***as should regroup now I'm in you city doing shows and it shows in your face you n***as are see though Ah
[Hook]

N***as Can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit
N***as can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit
Naw N***as can't tell me shit

They call me White boy, Arab, Sand N***a, Indian
Called me everything that I wasn't, that I wasn't, then again

N***as Can't tell me shit
N***as can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit
Naw N***as can't tell me shit

N***as Can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit

They call me

N***as Can't tell me shit
N***as Can't tell me shit
Then again

N***as Can't tell me shit
Naw N***as Can't tell me shit

[Verse 3]
Look n***as can't tell me shit because n***as ain't help me shit if n***as can't tell he's sick they in denial i was frustrated with the wait for a while i was in raged i was weighting out impatient you can say it was how i was trying to make up for the time lost when i lost what i thought was my way to get out wave when im out fuck it i ain't about to lose sleep i ain't got to use a lose leaf i ain't gotta view what you see copy his song im better off if i just do me if you just knew me then you know my plight had to move on to restore my sight had to move past the past to pass out if you ever had doubt you know what its like cuz n***as dont really wanna eat n***as dont really wanna win they just wanna critize you and critic anybody making moves because they weak and know we can never be them never sink in never seep through still no regrets there is nothing i'd redo now im making money doing something i love and i love how it feels you n***as should regroup