On Lock

Going so you know I'm trying to get it Eyes on the prize like I really want to hit it Mind on my money, money on mind like a fitted Give me the mic and you know Imma spit it This is hot you call me Logic rising to the top just watch it Now I'm in the rap game but this still the same Got to grind, bring fame to my name Wake up go to work come home write I'd rather be rapping on stage every night Perfecting that craft and getting it right Solo? No I think that's tight I've been waiting in line at the D.M.V But now it's time that you've heard of me Cutting lines they want to murder me Cause I'm rising to the top quickly I'm so ill they sick of me Said I'm so ill they sick of me My etiquette sick, predicate sick So infectious I make medicine sick I got it on lock, will never stop Got y'all addicted like Rick is to rock I'm ready to bang, doing my thing Y'all Tyrone Biggums, my music the cane Taking over the game With each and every set Your career is in jeopardy and I'm Alex Trebek I'll drop a track that'll murder your whole camp for fun I'm young Elroy, fly like a jet, son Live with the mic I grip it Man I dare you to try to come pick it Always on point so you never gon' get it Got rhymes for days the flow infinite I, kill the club when I'm in it Rocking the game I am cemented I produce the real, they counterfeit it Setting it off like