Baby Bray - Lock In (feat. Sleepy Daryon) Lyrics

I wanna come back around
I wanna come back around
I wanna come back around
To you
I said "it's done" I said "it's over" but that's up to you
Imma disappear and then I'm gonna see what they assume
She saw a different side of me
I was crashing out now my mama she ain't proud of me
I gotta get back in my mode
I gotta get back in my mode
I gotta get back in my mode
I gotta get back in my mode
I done did everything this past year man it's crazy
I was doing shows man I thought I was really gonna make it
I ain't have the stage presence, I was being so impatient
Then I found my love, she bad as hell, and she Jamaican
Went from picking up the cup, liver bout to f*ck me up
Had to cut that bullshit out and now my f*cking money up
Gotta stop what you been doing if it's f*cking up your bread
I said "F*ck this hooping shit" I'd rather kill this shit instead
I done went and lost some cheese it's good to see the other side
I went back to back to back to back to back I might see five
You will never be me no matter how hard you try
You can never see me I'm too known I'm polarizing
Heard that bitch was smoking crack, man she must be Hunter Biden
You can say you're doing something but it's best to keep your silence
You can bout your money but you're never "bout it bout it"
Got the check it came in, guess it's perfect timing
I wanna come back around
I wanna come back around
To you
I said "it's done" I said "it's over" but that's up to you
Imma disappear and then I'm gonna see what they assume
She saw a different side of me
I was crashing out now my mama she ain't proud of me
I gotta get back in my mode
I gotta get back in my mode
I gotta get back in my mode
I gotta get back in my mode
I went back to back
Like I'm 23
You don't even know me why you hating me?
These bitches so fake they switching up they team
I had the same gang since I was a little jit
Remember I was broke, I was tryna sell them Ps
I just lost my pack, man ain't nothing trippin me
Don't even smoke no weed
I don't even drink
I been sober for a minute I feel everything
I feel everything
And I'm not no narcissist, still don't care what you think
I just heard your latest track, yeah that shit stink
I keep that dawgshit on me, yeah my pockets stink
Now my pockets stink
Shoutout my Pap he taught me everything
RIP PAP
Shoutout my Pap he taught me everything
I wanna come back around
I wanna come back around
To you
I said "it's done" I said "it's over" but that's up to you
Imma disappear and then I'm gonna see what they assume
She saw a different side of me
I was crashing out now my mama she ain't proud of me
I gotta get back in my mode
I gotta get back in my mode
I gotta get back in my mode
I gotta get back in my mode