BoldBeats - Locked In Lyrics

Stuck inside the kitchen, I've been whipping up a lot
Tried to keep me out, been too persistent picking locks
Why would you wanna die, tryna be some shit you're not
Or turn to paraplegic snakes for tryna steal out of the pot
Man, y'all come from good homes, lil' nigga, you ain't from the block
Everybody claim they crazy, that ain't nothing but facades
Really feel like I'm in hell, hard to breathe, it's getting hot
Pray they never try to play me or they going back to God
They say I switched, I get to laughing, but that shit ain't funny
When y'all was shutting down and sleeping, bitch, my brain was running
Depressed as f*ck, still woke up grinding and got what I wanted
It's kinda sad my f*cked up mental can't be spared by money
Hope this shit keep moving when it's over like the walking dead
Don't need no paper, need no pencil, bitch, this off the head
Careful when you reaching for that lifestyle, it'll cost ya leg
They might as well call me bold the baker way, I'm bout the bread
Life's a dangerous game, be cautious how you play it
They claim that they ain't mean it, tell me why you say it
Can't give them trust, you let them in and that's when they betray it
Stay by my doly, I've been out of the way
SStuck inside the kitchen, I've been whipping up a lot
Tried to keep me out, been too persistent picking locks
Why would you wanna die, tryna be some shit you're not
Or turn to paraplegic snakes for tryna steal out of the pot
Man, y'all come from good homes, lil' nigga, you ain't from the block
Everybody claim they crazy, that ain't nothing but facades
Really feel like I'm in hell, hard to breathe, it's getting hot
Pray they never try to play me or they going back to God
Pray they never try to play me or they going back to God
Stuck inside the kitchen, I've been whipping up a lot
Pray they never play me or they going back to God