Inspecta

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, 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 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 fuck 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, 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 downI 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