Correction Lyrics Nothin’ to me by Locksmith

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Y'all ain't nothin' to me
Tryna get in my head
I ain't letting you in
Cause y'all ain't f**kin' with me
They want me to play
But I don't like anybody
Y'all ain't nothin' to me
Tryna get in my head
I ain't letting you in
Cause y'all ain't f**kin' with me
They want me to play
But I don't like anybody

Yeah
See I been workin' still been tryna
Find my purpose homie
When you got vision different then
Your friends, the road gets lonely
So show me what you got
What you willing to sacrifice
I give away so much that when you get back you won't have a life
I have to write, have to work
Most of y'all just ain't the same
If this ain't fight or flight to you
Then wе just on a different plane
You nеver took the time to learn the game and play it, did you?
Just hated on the ones who did and let 'em
Play it with you, yeah
I don't wanna give another minute of my time
If you really wanna step back
Looking at the ones that really do it
I respect that but I know the feel with the crew
Where the checks at?
Jumping off the setbacks, I don't wanna just get by
I wanna fly with a b*t*h and a jetpack
Moving anybody on the path in the way of us
Coming for the money and love but take it and run
I'm the great one, born from the fire, rule like the Umber
Man made of iron, mother made a skillset mucky designer
Clothes, everything better rock, you know Iron, y'all should
Retire, checking the hospice, death covered sin, when I attack
I'm a Locksmith, take another breath, admitting to the rest
And I'm going up again, and I move a couple notches

You feeling nauseous
When you move the momentum that I go
Y'all couldn't juggle half the sh*t that I do
On a tightrope, these motherf**kers scared to leave the nest
But wanna fly though?
I eat 'em raw, and cook 'em up inside my belly, b*t*h
Cause

Started from nothing, amazed
I made it this far through the maze
Depression and poverty, that was a part of me
Had to get out of that space
That was my way of coping
Instead of me drinking and smoking
I did it with women
I did it with spitting and that was my way way of me
Admit it was broken, and that's an addition itself
Replaced you with music and lyrics and that didn't help
Neglecting my family and friends, soon as calamity bends
My mental health "What did I do to deserve this?" - kind of feeling
But f**k it, I gotta preserve what I been doing as far as
As far as me quitting, I'll never go back to the start
I don't wanna live in the box, they try to put all my thoughts
They clam up, when they trap me in, I'm an individual, stop
I don't pretend what I'm not, I take pride when I grab my pen
Any kind of passion, put it in the mainline, you can lose cash
And get it, but don't regain time, Everything I did's independent
The pen is what I been living, I'm a real lyricist, I don't waste rhyme
I don't look back on the paths I took, any impact that I had
I push further than the word of man, I hurt them then to hear them in
But still not cook, shook at the sight of me why would you lie to me?
My battle's with my own anxiety, something inside of me's telling me nothing's derailing me
Nobody's f**king with Lock, yep

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