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Locked Up
3,134
Hip-Hop/Rap
Locked Up was released on January 22, 2021 by All We Got Ent. as a part of the album Unbothered
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Release DateJanuary 22, 2021
LabelAll We Got Ent.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM137

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Skies
Lil Skies
Vocals
Rello
Rello
Programming
Steeze
Steeze
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Connor Mannina
Connor Mannina
Songwriter
Durrell Barbour
Durrell Barbour
Songwriter
Kimetrius Foose
Kimetrius Foose
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Samantha Kossoff
Samantha Kossoff
Assistant Mixing Engineer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Mastering Engineer
Joe Fitz
Joe Fitz
Mixing Engineer
Rello
Rello
Producer
Steeze
Steeze
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Steeze, make some space, bro
Ayo, Rello
So fly, so high up in the sky
I am that ****, bitch, you fuckin' with Skies, let's go
[Verse 1]
I don't know about you ****, I'm gettin' my money, that's for sure (Mhm)
I'ma do this for the bros that's all locked up down the road (Hm)
You claim you a real-ass ****, you got in that room and you told, huh (Mm)
How funny how these **** claim they soldiers, but they fold, yeah
I stay with a army, we fully equipped, we goin' right in, huh (In)
I take all my losses, throw them in the dirt and I learn how to win, yeah (Win)
We came up from nothin', we showin' you that, this shit ain't pretend (Oh, no)
If God come and get me, I promise I'm not confessin' my sins, yeah (Oh, no)
I stay with the goons, I stay with the problems, we shootin' the AK (The AK)
When I see a opp, I'm feelin' so happy, it feel like a payday (Payday)
I could've been Craig up on the porch chillin' with Day Day (Day Day)
But now I got money and now I'm a star and they all wanna know (Let's go)
I ran them bands up, I'm livin' my life like no average Joe (No-no)
If you are a ho, I promise, my ****, you will get exposed (On gang)
We loaded the guns, we shootin' the bullets, we goin' boom
I keep me a shooter, he sound like rain when he walk in the room (Pew-pew, pew-pew)
I dress in all black, uh (Pew-pew, pew-pew)
I got a MAC, hm (Pew-pew, pew-pew)
I'm sippin' this lean (Pew), I fell on my back (Pew), I had heart attack, hm (Pew)
But then I came back, hm (Pew, pew)
I promise I'm like that, **** (Pew, pew)
I'm not with the chit-chat, **** (Pew, pew)
Fuck around, get your shit cracked, **** (Pew)
Callin' the dispatch, ****
Old cop-ass ****, you a old clown-ass ****
Old bop-ass ****, we don't wanna be around your ass, ****
Wanna be around the gang, but you a clown-ass ****
I got them ones, came from the bottom, I keep me a gun
I put that on my son, a **** try me, I'm not gonna run
If I come with a stick, I do your ass up, you know what I'm on (Uh)
Fifty thousand on me in the duffel bag, it's Louis Vuitton (Uh)
I bought my mom a house, now when I get bored, I fish in her pond (Uh)
The family come over, the chef is cookin' filet mignon (Uh)
We used to eat noodles, but we not eatin' no ramen (Uh)
Top of the mornin', my ****, I'm stuntin' because I'm the one (Uh)
Oh, you get a lot of love? (Yeah)
Oh, you get a lot of drugs? (Oh, yeah)
Don't give me nothin' (Mm-mm)
Sing to a bitch, they ruffin' (Let's go)
Got tattoos on my stomach (Oh, yeah)
I don't really like to be in public (Mm-mm)
Most of these **** ain't thuggin' (Mm-mm)
Most of these **** ain't clutchin' (Mm-mm)
Live my life like a maze, I ain't seein' no more rainy days (Mm-mm)
I done been through so much pain, now a bitch can't tell me a thang
****, you don't feel my pain, ****, you can't fit in this Range
Bitch actin' strange, she lit (Skrrt), I'ma fuck around, fuck that bitch (Skrrt-skrrt)
Kick her to the curb, they know I gotta dip (Mhm)
Get money, that is my pivot (Oh, yeah)
I'ma keep winnin' 'cause I did it (I'm livin')
I don't really like talkin' to **** (No, no)
I don't really even talk to these bitches (Fuck y'all)
I'm never really like that, my **** (On God)
On God, he is my witness (Mhm)
**** try me, mm, we gon' wash and mop him up with the dishes
Really don't do no snitchin' (No, no)
I really don't do no pretendin' (Oh, yeah)
I been livin' my life like a demon (On God)
I could show you **** how to get it (Mm)
I been gettin' money for a fuckin' reason
I been stuntin' hard all four seasons
I been sippin' this lean, I'm leanin'
Drivin' too fast, you ain't catch me speedin'
Written by: Connor Mannina, Durrell Barbour, Kimetrius Foose
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