In this track, 30 Deep Grimeyy and NWM Cee Murdaa rap back-to-back about their early lives, dealing with poverty, catching cases, and losing loved ones.
EY3ZLOW on the beat
[Chorus: 30 Deep Grimeyy]
Gigi couldn't pay to catch no flights, now all I do is travel
Showed you, you close while I was jammed, I watched that shit unravel
You ain't have no rank behind them walls, boy, you couldn't change the channels
Sittin' up in that cell, I made some hits, I swear this shit come natural
Swift with that Glock, but he can't box, that boy was tryna' wrestle
Sittin' up on a docket with some killas who ain't had financials
Might drop a bucket on yo' head, I swear them boys'll stab you
Went in a boy, came out a man, I turnt into an animal
[Verse 1: NWM Cee Murdaa]
When I got jammed, ain't had nobody, had to call Shanata
Couldn't get me out, I had to sit, but shit it made it badder
Ain't no mo' gettin' up to the pancakes made with mama's batter
I was whippin' up with the killers, the dealers, the stabbers
Ain't no mo' hangin' witcho' niggas, turnin' up witcho' bros
You gotta watch out all the time, and stand on all yo' ten toes
If they say, "Ball," you gotta' ball, or you be labeled a ho
Some of my partners got that label, one say no name they know
I done see niggas go in deuce, and get out chunkin' a fo'
I done see niggas goin' Crip, and get out chunkin' a O
But I remain the same nigga, I can't change on my bros
I fought that case, just me and [?], 'till that shit got closed
[Chorus: 30 Deep Grimeyy]
Gigi couldn't pay to catch no flights, now all I do is travel
Showed you, you close while I was jammed, I watched that shit unravel
You ain't have no rank behind them walls, boy, you couldn't change the channels
Sittin' up in that cell, I made some hits, I swear this shit come natural
Swift with that Glock, but he can't box, that boy was tryna' wrestle
Sittin' up on a docket with some killas who ain't had financials
Might drop a bucket on yo' head, I swear them boys'll stab you
Went in a boy, came out a man, I turnt into an animal
[Verse 2: 30 Deep Grimeyy]
I brought some killas on the plane, and flew 'em to Miami
Just bought some Glocks and bought some dracs' 'cause they might come in handy
Now when I ride, I slide with two, 'cause they might try to blam me
Some say I'm next, some say I'm crazy, they don't understand me
Can't feel my pain cause JD died while he was walkin' to school
Money deuce still in that slamma', we was just sharin' food
You'd think a nigga work construction 'cause I keep me a tool
Shit, I was goin' through it then, they used to laugh at my shoes
Swift wit' that Glock, but he couldn't box, so they was takin' his snacks
Lights off, gas off, I fell asleep in the trap
And R-I-P to Rush Blood, I heard you died with two straps
Money tall like Damien, I put my gang on my back
[Chorus: 30 Deep Grimeyy]
Gigi couldn't pay to catch no flights, now all I do is travel
Showed you, you close while I was jammed, I watched that shit unravel
You ain't have no rank behind them walls, boy, you couldn't change the channels
Sittin' up in that cell, I made some hits, I swear this shit come natural
Swift with that Glock, but he can't box, that boy was tryna' wrestle
Sittin' up on a docket with some killas who ain't had financials
Might drop a bucket on yo' head, I swear them boys'll stab you
Went in a boy, came out a man, I turnt into an animal
Lockdown was written by 30 Deep Grimeyy.
Lockdown was produced by EY3ZLOWBEATZ.
30 Deep Grimeyy released Lockdown on Sat Apr 04 2020.