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Locked

Kleomont

It’s only right

I pile this up for the times they were blessing blocking

Don’t have time

To link, and all my feelings I gotta lock it

I was leaning, no one to lean on, everyone so cold got me sick I was couching

And you ain’t telling me shit, think you know me

No you don’t, you know my old me

Maybe

Maybe I’ll get the last laugh but you’re just joking

I used to spend all day at the skatepark on my scooter secondhand smoking

Look back now, I could've drowned, but I’m floating

Melville area full up of eshays when we played soccer I used to smoke them

As an asian I felt left out

None of the pain has been let out

She said want get to know me for real

I don’t know what she chatting about

Trynna run it up shout my dargs like I got something to scream about

All them parties imma say nah like I got something to stream about

Lying in every morning, need more money imma cut you off for your lies

The 20 bands that I had in my shoebox nev fooled me on my life

Most these kids on the internet ain’t shit it’s just be about all the hype

I was baking off with the guys, I got on the grind, I’m cutting the pie

Shut up you ain’t been in my forces

Was in a dark place looking for torches

Crazy thoughts in my head can’t pause it

I had no luck so I want a fortune

Schedule filled up so I’m pouring

Want a car with a roof off like a storm hit

I could tell that you're desperate when you're talking

Should know, be natural don’t force it

Tried my hardest with you now I’m moving heartless with you

Lotta vapes in the air I’m holding my breath

Love is in the air I'm holding my breath

Sorry bae, didn’t say much, feel too stressed but I didn’t wanna stress you about it

Even though you spoke with your chest

I’m too paranoid I doubt it

It’s only right

I pile this up for the times they were blessing blocking

Don’t have time

To link, and all my feelings I gotta lock it

I was leaning, no one to lean on, everyone so cold got me sick I was couching

And you ain’t telling me shit, think you know me

No you don’t, you know my old me

It’s only right

I pile this up for the times they were blessing blocking

Don’t have time

To link, and all my feelings I gotta lock it

I was leaning, no one to lean on, everyone so cold got me sick I was couching

And you ain’t telling me shit, think you know me

No you don’t, you know my old me

  • Lyricist

    Kleomont

  • Composer

    JpBeatz

  • Producer

    JpBeatz

  • Rap

    Kleomont

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