Pre-Hook: Locksmith


Better check your pedigree
Better check your self respect and self assess your legacy
I don't stress the pettiness unless it's bread then let us see
Dont invest in window dress, I rep my sets obesessively


Hook: Locksmith

I don't let it rest with me, lookin' back thats ho shit
I control my destiny, let em sleep Im bold bitch
Let 'em sleep, I'm home bitch
When shit is steep, I kick up my feet, I dont fold shit


Verse 1: Locksmith

I'ma big vibe, all you do is Dick Ride
You n***as is bitch made, you are not a drip god
You are not a threat to me in any way you describe
You should disregard your rap and piss inside your disk drive
I dont wear a disguise, I despise the falsity
If we rely on his lies, then here's why the cost is steep
If we support the garbage, we absolve the heap
That only makes it worse for the artist that uses his bars to speak
If my resolve was weak, I coulda been on the short end
I coulda resigned or coulda been fined and got in the bed with your trends
The industry n***as you pose in the pictures with, never were your friends
So I take it personal, hoppin' for terminals
Burnin' the candles from both ends
I dont buy into the coke hymns
I dont believe in your boastin'
I got a relevant catalogue, spoke it and wrote it with no pen
I bring it out for the soul in
Nobody here can expose him
N***as is famous for everything other than rappin and that's where their goals end(yeah)

Pre-Verse : Locksmith


So how do we even it out
How can you n***as do interviews
Give us your list, be leavin' em out
How can you say that you get back
When all your raps are bleedin' us out
How can you rap about modesty, honestly
I think you makin a breech now


Verse 2: Locksmith

I don't believe in your campaign
I don't concede to your planned fame
You sellin' verses on IG, that shit is tacky and mad lame
You gave the city a bad name
You can compete it's a damn shame
You think you actually rap on my level, did somebody sell him a bad strain
I got the kinda persona, that I don't comply or rely on another man
I know that money and hype is part o' the plight, they both go hand in hand
I do not worship your legends or wait for their blessing, I carved a plot o' land
If I get a part of the market and park it, its probably gonna cost a lotta fans
I don't give into the narrative, that is comparative to the bullshit for the past bury it
Ima take all the artists you harken and carve 'em, gimme my seed you surrogate
You got the nerve to be arrogant, I had a thought let's do an experiment
I put a gun to your head, tell you to rap, Would you make it out or embarrass us
I never parish with parity, I use the music as a part of my therapy
There will be blood, if you sub or blatantly speak out the term, you determined to parrot me
Study my script like pharisee, where is he?
Probably somewhere to disparage me
Heresy, none o' you dudes compare to me, I need some clarity(Look!)
Deep in the bag, I'm elite with the pad
Ima leap and you lag, lma Leak you and laugh
Ima leave you and pass, Ima lead you amass
Ima need you to ask, any reason to clash
I made a point to protect my integrity
I will not wait for a person to threaten me
Ima go first and expose what is worst
Cause I know what it's worth, cause I rose from the dirt(yeah!)

Pre-Hook: Locksmith


Better check your pedigree
Better check your self respect and self assess your legacy
I don't stress the pettiness unless it's bread then let us see
Dont invest in window dress, I rep my sets obesessively


Hook: Locksmith

I don't let it rest with me, lookin' back thats ho shit
I control my destiny, let em sleep Im bold bitch
Let 'em sleep, I'm home bitch
When shit is steep, I kick up my feet, I dont fold shit