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LOCKED IN FREESTYLE
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Hip-Hop/Rap
LOCKED IN FREESTYLE was released on June 8, 2026 by NEMZZZ as a part of the album LOCKED IN FREESTYLE - Single
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Music Video

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Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nemiah Simms
Nemiah Simms
Lyrics, Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nemzzz
Nemzzz
Producer

Lyrics

You know?
Sometimes I just got to remind myself who I am
I'm locked in, man
You speak highly of me, I hope you're doin' the same when I'm not there (Not there)
Ninety percent of the time, just give me a week, I won't care
Drove past the fiend, he remembers me in a stolen
Try say Nemzzz ain't been outside then, well, you've gotta be joking (Gotta be joking)
You're right, I should just leave you alone before you end up exploding
If I'm right, we caught your boy in the lack, found out what he was smoking
The real blend in with the fake, who do I trust? (No one)
I'm trying to figure it out, I don't know how to love (I don't know how to love)
Ayy, 365, go hard, you know it's a must (You know it's a must)
You wasn't there at the start, we came out the mud (We came out the mud)
Slow feet don't eat, I stay in my lane to level up (Level up)
New me in the past but fast forward, this the level-up (Level-up)
Ting on bro, try it, you're not gettin' up
Ayy, I left it, I coulda just got a thot to set him up
Job's not done, ain't settling
Car broke down, I was peddalin' (Peddalin')
Verbal, I don't find that threatenin'
I'm locked in, I overly get it in (Overly get it in)
You speak highly of me, I hope you're doin' the same when I'm not there (Not there)
Ninety percent of the time, just give me a week, I won't care
Drove past the fiend, he remembers me in a stolen
Try say Nemzzz ain't been outside then, well, you've gotta be joking (Gotta be joking)
You're right, I should just leave you alone before you end up exploding
If I'm right, we caught your boy in the lack, found out what he was smoking
The real blend in with the fake, who do I trust?
I'm trying to figure it out, I don't know how to love
Written by: Nemiah Simms
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