Let Me in
Lotus Lyrics

Shit to 'em
Talkin' shit to 'em (Lotus!)
Yeah I said I'm talkin' shit to 'em
Imma do this one cuz it's a hit to 'em
Imma do this one for myself
Trapped up playing these cards that I'm dealt (Yuh hey!)
Ion really care 'bout your wealth
Lemme talk shit to 'em
They dont want this to 'em
Let me talk Big thanks to Joe Rinaldi
Six strings he got it on me
Feel like Led Zeppelin when I go performing
I been waiting for it
I been laying dormant
Future bright like orange
I know how to own it
I'm about to grow it
I just raised the bar
For my rap opponents
I just pick the cob
You just keep it corny
Think you being funny? I don't get that (What?)
Thought you was a mummy with your dead raps (Hey!)
All they want is something from me need to relax (Yuh!)
I don't even want your money can you feel that
I go into my room tryna find flows eyes closed I'm alone too
This my process
I don't wanna see you take losses
But you just took one cuz you shit talking
They don't wanna see, how I'm doing with a new life
I know I am me, some be moving with their two sides
Same people hating everyday it's looking fiend-like
If it ain't for them I'd have no lyrics for this beat, aight
Let me get this heat right
Are you who you seem like?
Don't you really fuck with people just to get a reply?
I'll forever grow and they forever mean like
All my DMs closed so just go like it's a green light
Go back to your street fight
Don't hand in your cheap spite
Uh, what?
You know I'm a beast right!
Now they asking me like
Oh you made this beat right?
Yeah, yeah it's just to speak like
Imma do this one for myself
Trapped up playing these cards that I'm dealt (Yuh hey!)
Ion really care bout your wealth
Let me talk shit to 'em
They don't want this to 'em
Let me talk (Uh)
Let me talk shit to 'em
Never knock (Uh)
Let me walk in to 'em
Let me drop hits to 'em
Let me clock in to 'em
Let me talk
Let me talk shit to 'em
Hollup, music about to be number one
Future got sunny sun
Haters deleting my page thats a funny one
How much you paid for that? I got another one
Biiitttccchhh I make the money come in
I make 'em want me to win
Nobody mess with my friends
Lately been feeling the best
Sending my shots like a text
Making it clear with my chest
Making these beats I'm obsessed
Couldn't get this one out my head
Had enough of this
Got my tongue twisted not a loving kiss
Peter Piper done picked an oven mitt
Sally sellin' shells got another clip
I'm too hot, can't be touching it
Don't cuff me, on my other shit
She fucked me, for my ruggedness
Say up I'm up next, cuz it's subsequent
Turn the Billboard to my covenant, yeah
Big thanks to Joe Rinaldi
Six strings he got it on me
Feel like Led Zeppelin when I go performing
I been waiting for it
I been laying dormant
Future bright like orange
I know how to own it
I'm about to grow it
I just raised the bar
For my rap opponents
I just pick the cob
You just keep it corny
Uh, uh, they all go sheesh in it (Sheesh)
Flow so sick (So sick) caught covid-nineteen with it
Talk my shit (My shit) got my self esteem winning
Block my bitch (My what?) think that I'm too mean livid (Damn)
Speeding in my honda hitting triple digits (Triple digits)
I be really fond of all the kids who listen (Kids who listen)
I can get it lit so I ain't dim
With it (Dimwitted)
Ain't believe me so we had a lil' scrimmage
Let me talk
Imma do this one for myself
Trapped up playing these cards that I'm dealt
Never knock
Ion really care bout your wealth
They don't want this to 'em
They don't want no they don't
Let me talk (Uh)
Let me talk shit to 'em
Never knock (Uh)
Let me walk in to 'em
Let me drop hits to 'em
Let me clock in to 'em
Let me talk
Let me talk shit to 'em