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I got the on lock, and the winter too
Let me show you what a do
stunting but you broke, why you fronting?
We the topic of discussion, got the summer on and the winter too
Let me you what a winner do
Stay stunting but you broke, why you
We the topic of discussion, got the on lock

Nigga, I'm so far ahead of my time, I'm 'bout to another life
You a target, I'll probably you twice
Alcy rapping the passion of Christ
through the eye of the storm
I'm the calm 'fore disaster strike
The rocks on watch on that dial gon' shine loud on
you hustlers who out there in brownstones like the
came to be euthanized, I can't be de-humanized
I even human, I'm paying a communion wine

Cruising in that Wraith, dawg, like we came to haters
Shoot a nigga face off like his Neighbour's Tim
charge, tennis match in the yard
Y'all can that whack shit, then it's back to the gods
I'm in a Maybach right now tryna
I'm too fly, try to give me my prop, just give me space
Your favorite artist tryna party Puff
I'm tryna Cardi in a pair of Cartier buffs

I got the summer on lock, and the too
Let me show you you what a do
stunting but you broke, why you fronting?
We the topic of discussion, got the on lock and the winter too
Let me you what a winner do
Let me you you what a winner do
stunting but you broke, why you fronting? (why you fronting?)
We the topic of discussion, got the on lock

HA-HAAAEEH!
It's fly season, my
As long as I lose, it's all cool if I die evil
Yeah, we the niggas they talking 'bout (us)
Yeah, the niggas that they chalking out
Yeah, I let 'em go, I don't force 'em out
Supreme staring at my man as they walk him out
The time that he at is crucial

I can see the pain through his pupils
Turn yourself in, it's even worse when they you
See the Jake, don't hit the brake, just go to
Barbeques, white yacht parties, what he's used to
Pool halls, clubs and cribs, that's what he shoot

out, get your number on, ack (work out)
Say your prayers, get slumber on, ack (aha)
ain't give you life, so your number gon' pop
Best believe 'till the day you home

I got the on lock
Our sun shine all day
Tell 'em sun I say all day
Our sun all day long
(Ah, fronting, nigga)
I got the on lock

all winter, shine all summer
Life's a bitch and I'm tryna keep you slime balls her
Any leaks, we gon' fix it, none of mine call
Nina to your chest player nine y'all number
We niggas, real recognise real, you John Doe, nigga
I made a closet out of a condo,

See, that's flyest nigga living shit, look over the river
She say I'm a asshole, how? When I don't a shit
It's play money, my son think the a toy
why the family gon' ball like Lavar and his boys
I realise they wanna backstab me, then turn
You ain't got a hunnid 'till you got two hunnid, learn

Respect ain't earned twice, you lose it, it's gone
And it's lame when your money but you using it wrong
Shout to niggas coming this summer, the juice back
Screaming OJ shooting craps, brought the tre back, yeah

I got the on lock, and the winter too
Let me show you you what a do
stunting but you broke, why you fronting?
We the topic of discussion, got the on lock

Our all day long
'em sun I say all day long
Our all day long, all-all-all day long
I got the on lock