| Locked up they won’t let me out
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| and i had a long day in court shit stressed me out
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| wont give me a bail can’t get me out
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| now i’m headin to the county gotta do a bit here
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| used to livin luxurious, i dont wanna live here
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| the walls is gray the clothes is orange
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| the phones is broke the food is garbage
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| lotta niggas is livin with these circumstances
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| SP’s the same, I still murk yo manses
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| drug money to rap money work advances
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| niggas ran and told i should of murk the cantas
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| got popped for a murder attempt
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| knocked me on d-block when i was burning the hymph
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| had a brick in the stash hope they dont take it to
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| a furbent extent
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| locked up and they wont let me out
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| when i hit my cell block
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| niggas know the threat be out
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| (Verse 2-Akon)
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| Im steady tryna find a motive,
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| Why do what i do?,
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| Freedom aint gettin no closer,
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| No matter how far i go,
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| My car is stolen, no registration,
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| Cops patrolin, and now they done stop me,
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| And i get locked up,
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| They won’t let me out, they won’t let me out, (im locked up)
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| They won’t let me out no, they wont let me out, (im locked up)
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| They won’t let me out, they won’t let me out, (im locked up)
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| They won’t let me out no, they won’t let me out
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| (Verse 3-Akon)
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| Headin up town to ria,
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| Back with a couple keys,
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| Caught a blocks on fire,
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| Under covers dressed as fiends,
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| Makin so much money,
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| Ride up smooth and fast,
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| Put away the stash,
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| And as i sold the last bag fucked around and got locked up
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| (Verse 4- Styles P)
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| Now that im locked up
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| i rep two sets so
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| ima ride and die
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| and stay D blocked up
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| two toothbrushes up
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| who ever wanted with P
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| when i walk by nigga get up
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| cuz im locked up they can’t get me out
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| i smoke a stick of haze when they stress me out
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| go and hit the bar when the rex be out
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| can’t wait for the day that they let me out
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| (Verse 5- Akon)
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| Cuz visitation no longer comes by,
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| Seems like they forgot about me,
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| Commissary is getting empty,
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| My cell mates getting food without me,
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| Can’t wait to get out and move forward with my life,
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| Got a family that loves me and wants me to do right
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| But instead I’m here locked up
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| Cuz im locked up, locked up, locked up |