Big Benz - Locked in the Feeling Lyrics

I know they gotta be sick of me
They want me out of here literally
They don't want to see me ball on them
They know its gonna happen eventually
Safety off the pistol all day
Tell them come and get it ok
Because they know my flow is oh yay
Bunch of clowns circus o'lay
I'm bout my money so give me mine
My quality special a different shine
Set up to run in a different race
We can probably kick it another time
Veuve On chill got a different taste
Mode on chill a different different place
How about we check out coast
They call tricky they really broke
Them suckas be hating they do the most
Santo Domingo chill wit my migos
Sand in ya toes forget bout your pea coat
When it comes me you know ain't no equal
Tell them tell them run it all back
Be in your crib in all blacking
Trying to get my brothers off that
They tell me to rap and fall back
Trying to get mama her island
Turnt to the max and we all Wildin
Chef maid own driver
Get jiggy on em her own stylist
Then step in the banks wit no problems
Withdrawal large amounts on em
The type you don't even count on em
That's why we never could count on em