I been locked in, tryna work on my craft
Fixing every void, tryna fill every gap
Just like Chris Breezy, every song finna slap
And if you say you're real, then don't turn your back
I been locked in, tryna work on my craft
Fixing every void, tryna fill every gap
Just like Chris Breezy, every song finna slap
And if you say you're real, then don't turn your back

Working on my craft, from the ground up
Everybody turn to me for an answer
Always kept it real, no snake imma ladder
Cause I'm not tryna trade my future for some banter ay
Don't need no one to put me on
Building my own line fuck Louis Vuitton
Call me El Patron bitch I'm the Don
I'm the godfather no Vito Corleone
Always turn to me for an answer
Cause I always hold it down, like an anchor
From the ground I Rose like I'm Amber
I'll be counting bands all day like a motherfucking banker

I been locked in, tryna work on my craft
Fixing every void, tryna fill every gap
Just like Chris Breezy, every song finna slap
And if you say you're real, then don't turn your back
I been locked in, tryna work on my craft
Fixing every void, tryna fill every gap
Just like Chris Breezy, every song finna slap
And if you say you're real, then don't turn your back

Don't turn your back cause ill break that shit
When you say that you're real better mean that shit ay
And if you don't imma take your bitch
Then throw your dead body in the nearest ditch ay
Cause I don't need no fake friends around me
And I don't need no fake friends to doubt me
Don't need no friends that be lousy
Cause I'm tryna get that ring like I'm Kyle Lowry