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