Locked In (Freestyle) (feat. Lil T Young & D-LOV33) Video (MV)

It's reminiscence in this motherf*cker
Gah, Glah, Rah, Gah, Gah
Lil T Young, D-LOV33, NTL
We taking over

Niggas in denial, finna put they ass on trial
Gathering all the evidence, you can't tell me this ain't bout you
They don't got you like I got you
Ride with me and feel entitled

Scouting out for new recruits, when shit fall apart I reboot
I'ma crash out when I'm super rich
Blessing that these niggas switch
Got a prob like what's the stitch

Confront them then they got a glitch
Smack em with a fact to they mata
Gotta dance slide to the cha-cha
I'm a demon cypher through the drama
Ion even trip yo ass is caught up

Real life shit what a way to blend
Open your mind I recommend
Ignorance damn I can't defend
You're on your own if you make your bed
I tried my way to full expense
There's no one I can't depend
NTL we represent, we steady sturdy, we make a trend

Shawty drive around in a Charger
Play your cards right, play it smarter
Chop it up, we make it darker
She see farther, I see sharper
Play the long game then I drop her
I'm a real one but too hostile
See the picture, is it clear now
Fill her up, call me the doctor

Police on my ass, I'm on the news
Man I need to stop
Rollie dropping out the top and then these niggas said oh why
Hell'on then they said I'm fake

Hell'on get up out my face
30 bussing like I 30 bussed up all these niggas face
Hell'on mama please don't stop before I move it
If everybody talk behind my back and then its screw em

Then wipe they nose just like a slime ball is what we doing
If you thinking you gon' beat me then you must'a be a fool
One two, hit em like i'm mike
We gon' fight, put that ball up in that ice

Ice up in my teeth is white
Hell'on baby want some smoke
Hell'on baby let me know
Throw a figure four then leave the station like damn where he go

If you know I got the blick you better start running don't trip
Caught you running from your opps and I caught that shit on a clip
Got my Glocky by my side and that bitch got some extra grip
He was banging blood but now my niggas say he banging crip

Guess what bitch I'm demon sent
Riding around up in a V
Creeping round them opp niggas I guess I put they ass to sleep
On the streets with gang and them

That's them niggas I gotta keep
There's too many things we been through but this one is very steep
People talking behind my back but that's some shit I always peep

Close your eyes and take a leap
When I talk I get too deep
Reminiscing bout them old days I got that shit on repeat
Nigga say he want some drama bet I pull up where you sleep

Put this heat straight to his mind
Bet that nigga rest in peace
How it feel to be deceased
Wait a minute hold on f*ck that all these niggas is my sons
Hold on bitch I want my ones

Totin off so many guns
Don't forget I do this for fun