Locked Up
Lil Skies"Locked Up" is a song by Lil Skies, released in 2021 in the Pop genre. The song is 2:59 long and contains 147 lines and 727 words.
Lyrics
0:01Steeze beats from space bro
0:03Ayo Rello
0:07So fly so high up in the sky
0:10I am that n***a b***h you f**kin' with Skies let's go
0:15I don't know about you n***as
0:16I'm gettin' my money that's for sure
0:18Mhm
0:18I'ma do this for the bros
0:19That's all locked up down the road
0:21Hm
0:22You claim you a real-a*s n***a
0:23You got in that room and you told huh
0:25Mm
0:25How funny how these n***as claim they soldiers
0:27But they fold yeah
0:29I stay with a army we fully equipped
0:30We goin' right in huh
0:32In
0:32I take all my losses
0:33Throw them in the dirt and I learn how to win yeah
0:35Win
0:36We came up from nothin'
0:36We showin' you that this s**t ain't pretend
0:38Oh no
0:39If God come and get me
0:40I promise I'm not confessin' my sins yeah
0:42Oh no
0:43I stay with the goons
0:43I stay with the problems we shootin' the AK
0:45The AK
0:46When I see a opp
0:47I'm feelin' so happy it feel like a payday
0:49Payday
0:49I could've been Craig up on the porch chillin' with Day Day
0:53Day Day
0:53But now I got money
0:54And now I'm a star and they all wanna know
0:56Let's go
0:56I ran them bands up
0:57I'm livin' my life like no average Joe
0:59No-no
1:00If you are a ho I promise
1:01My n***a you will get exposed
1:03On gang
1:03We loaded the guns
1:04We shootin' the bullets we goin' boom
1:07I keep me a shooter
1:08He sound like rain when he walk in the room
1:10Pew-pew pew-pew
1:11I dress in all black uh
1:11Pew-pew pew-pew
1:12I got a MAC hm
1:13Pew-pew pew-pew
1:14I'm sippin' this lean
1:15Pew
1:15I fell on my back
1:16Pew
1:16I had heart attack hm
1:17Pew
1:17But then I came back hm
1:18Pew pew
1:19I promise I'm like that n***a
1:20Pew pew
1:21I'm not with the chit-chat n***a
1:22Pew pew
1:22F**k around get your s**t cracked n***a
1:24Pew
1:24Callin' the dispatch n***a
1:26Old cop-a*s n***a you a old clown-a*s n***a
1:30Old bop-a*s n***a
1:31We don't wanna be around your a*s n***a
1:34Wanna be around the gang
1:35But you a clown-a*s n***a
1:37I got them ones came from the bottom
1:38I keep me a gun
1:40I put that on my son a n***a try me
1:42I'm not gonna run
1:43If I come with a stick
1:44I do your a*s up you know what I'm on
1:46Uh
1:47Fifty thousand on me in the duffel bag it's Louis Vuitton
1:50Uh
1:50I bought my mom a house
1:51Now when I get bored I fish in her pond
1:53Uh
1:54The family come over the chef is cookin' filet mignon
1:57Uh
1:57We used to eat noodles but we not eatin' no ramen
2:00Uh
2:01Top of the mornin' my n***a
2:02I'm stuntin' because I'm the one
2:04Uh
2:04Oh you get a lot of love
2:05Yeah
2:06Oh you get a lot of d**gs
2:07Oh yeah
2:08Don't give me nothin'
2:09Mm-mm
2:09Sing to a b***h they ruffin'
2:10Let's go
2:11Got tattoos on my stomach
2:12Oh yeah
2:12I don't really like to be in public
2:14Mm-mm
2:14Most of these n***as ain't thuggin'
2:16Mm-mm
2:16Most of these n***as ain't clutchin'
2:17Mm-mm
2:18Live my life like a maze
2:19I ain't seein' no more rainy days
2:21Mm-mm
2:21I done been through so much pain
2:23Now a b***h can't tell me a thang
2:25N***a you don't feel my pain
2:26N***a you can't fit in this Range
2:28B***h actin' strange she lit
2:30Skrrt
2:30I'ma f**k around f**k that b***h
2:31Skrrt-skrrt
2:32Kick her to the curb they know I gotta dip
2:33Mhm
2:33Get money that is my pivot
2:35Oh yeah
2:35I'ma keep winnin' 'cause I did it
2:37I'm livin'
2:37I don't really like talkin' to n***as
2:38No no
2:38I don't really even talk to these b***hes
2:40F**k y'all
2:40I'm never really like that my n***a
2:42On God
2:42On God he is my witness
2:44Mhm
2:44N***a try me mm
2:45We gon' wash and mop him up with the dishes
2:47Really don't do no snitchin'
2:49No no
2:49I really don't do no pretendin'
2:50Oh yeah
2:51I been livin' my life like a demon
2:52On God
2:52I could show you n***as how to get it
2:54Mm
2:54I been gettin' money for a f**kin' reason
2:56I been stuntin' hard all four seasons
2:58I been sippin' this lean I'm leanin'
2:59Drivin' too fast you ain't catch me speedin'
Steeze beats from space bro Ayo Rello So fly so high up in the sky I am that n***a b***h you f**kin' with Skies let's go I don't know about you n***as 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-a*s n***a You got in that room and you told huh Mm How funny how these n***as 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 s**t 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 n***a 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 n***a Pew pew I'm not with the chit-chat n***a Pew pew F**k around get your s**t cracked n***a Pew Callin' the dispatch n***a Old cop-a*s n***a you a old clown-a*s n***a Old bop-a*s n***a We don't wanna be around your a*s n***a Wanna be around the gang But you a clown-a*s n***a I got them ones came from the bottom I keep me a gun I put that on my son a n***a try me I'm not gonna run If I come with a stick I do your a*s 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 n***a I'm stuntin' because I'm the one Uh Oh you get a lot of love Yeah Oh you get a lot of d**gs Oh yeah Don't give me nothin' Mm-mm Sing to a b***h 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 n***as ain't thuggin' Mm-mm Most of these n***as 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 b***h can't tell me a thang N***a you don't feel my pain N***a you can't fit in this Range B***h actin' strange she lit Skrrt I'ma f**k around f**k that b***h 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 n***as No no I don't really even talk to these b***hes F**k y'all I'm never really like that my n***a On God On God he is my witness Mhm N***a 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 n***as how to get it Mm I been gettin' money for a f**kin' 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'
Translation
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