Lyrics
Impostor inspect, I got too much in my chest
I don't want all your gadgets, all I want is your respect
Impostor inspect, I got too much on my plate
I don't wanna all your gadgets, all I want is your respect
Try me, try to buy me, your technology, illogic
I wanna a new start, do something smart with my heart
My only motivation is to write with the right emotion
I don't care but nothing else but the music going on
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down
I got too much on my chest
I got too much on my plate
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down
I got too much on my chest
I got too much on my plate
Sometimes I wish I could be who I wanna be
And not who they want me to be
Just make it all easy, hey yo
I got to get away, ho
But I don't give a fuck about
What you think on me, ho
Try me, confuse me
Illude me with your fake ways
We both know who you really are
Impostor, you're not a star
My only motivation
Is to write with the right emotion
I don't care but nothing else
But the music going on, yo
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down
I got too much on my chest
I got too much on my plate
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down
I got too much on my chest
I got too much on my plate
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down
I got too much on my chest
I got too much on my plate
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down, down, down
Lock him, lock him down
Lock him down
I got too much on my chest
I got too much on my plate
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