LOCKIN

Happy Valentine’s troops. Hope Cupid lines you all up a tidy one tonight.

You think itsy bitsy spider give a fuck about the rain?
Na, he climbed the spout again.
Lock tf in.

Real ones understand in silence. 🔒

Lockin ain’t for sunshine.
It’s built for storms. 🔒

Silent grind, violent results.

Put the feelings aside; there is only one objective.

Lockin ain’t a phase, it’s a state of mind. Not everyone will make it. That’s life. But those who Lockin will.

Locked hands will feast.

Flipping bags with zero receipts gets you nowhere. Only the locked in survive the chop. 🔒

If focus offends you, scroll on.

If consistency annoys you, you’re probably doing fuck all. Lockin.

Lockin, cause even Plato couldn’t explain missing out on gains while debating shadows.🔒

Tune out the noise. Lock into your own frequency.