Lock Me In The Booth

(Much love Chance)
Just lock me in the booth til I win
Cause I don't feel like losing again
Fuck you thought I gotta make it
I got so used to this life I ain't gotta weigh it
I had bows wrapped in clothes in granny basement
I'm working on tryna change it
My momma ain't tell me hustle but seen me and didn't say shit
Poor sport not a nigga you wanna play with
Mistakes you made was written in permanent you can't erase them
It was days I ain't talk to no one that's when that pain hit
Hate the days I can't talk to Noah JPay on lame shit
Granny died I fell to my lowest that's who I stayed with
Stop talking like you been through the worst
Cause I seen the same shit
Them fake pills ain't finna stop nothin when all that pain real
Bitch take tips, Coi Leray ain't got nothing n make it shake still
Every drop go get niggas higher don't let that drank spill
I know this God gift that he gave me so I can't waste it no
Yea I know, yea I know, ain't gotta tell me I know oh
And I know, I know, I know
Yea I know, I know, ain't gotta tell me I know oh
I know...
Level two, three, and four where they got my dawgs at
Big cuz, in and out the hole nigga be onnat
I see you ain't what i'm on so I had to fall back
Indian giver with my trust cause I take it all back
Everything I did off the love and I ain't get none back
They was hoping that I fell off but I made a comeback
I put my funds over feelings I'm in that one bag
Promise I could make it all happen just give me one chance
I'm going up, fuck money that's not enough
I need these niggas respect, I need these niggas to know
I wasn't trapping from check to check
I was trapping from bow to bow
If we break it down and we split it I bet that I make the most
And these bitches be hard to pick so whole time ima fuck em both
And she wanna fuck on my brotha Bigtime wasn't coming though
I fell in love with the hustle it never was bout a hoe
I told my momma I'm thugging she know I ain't coming home
Yea I know, yea I know, ain't gotta tell me I know oh
And I know, I know, I know
Yea I know, I know, ain't gotta tell me I know oh
I know...
Just lock me in the booth til I win
Cause I don't feel like losing again
Fuck you thought I gotta make it
I got so used to this life I ain't gotta weigh it
I had bows wrapped in clothes in granny basement
I'm working on tryna change it
My momma ain't tell me hustle but seen me and didn't say shit
Poor sport not a nigga you wanna play with
Mistakes you made was written in permanent you can't erase them no
Yea I know, yea I know, ain't gotta tell me I know oh
And I know, I know, I know
Yea I know, I know, ain't gotta tell me I know oh
I know...