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Clockwork
5,325
Hip-Hop/Rap
Clockwork was released on January 19, 2018 by Independent as a part of the album Clockwork - Single
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Release DateJanuary 19, 2018
LabelIndependent
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM85

Credits

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Made racks off my strip, don't believe me
I got my first nine bar from Keany
And then I broke it all down to pebs
I swear I didn't leave the trap house till there was nothing left
[Verse 2]
Cutting through my city, gotta get paid
Wyrley Birch, two fiend on my state
Man I really like locked them times by the seaside
Kitty's all on the line, call you know the B's nice
[Verse 3]
Tapper not a rapper, go and do your research
Five figure ****, man I started from a T-shirt
Yeah, on some trap bot shit
I was outta town putting in some trap boy shifts ah
[Verse 4]
I love all my **** but I don't need them
Colonized I know I was on my face, I didn't see them
Nah, no one didn't help me out
Every single penny that I made I did it by myself
[Verse 5]
Sitting in the trap house watching time go
Fam, I'm so stressed out when the lines slow
Hella in and out, shit's getting on top
Plus the feds know me, I'm known by the drug squad
[Verse 6]
Abu on my case, car got my block popping
A.B deaded of my line and I just lost it
Feds try to run up in my trap, but I clocked it
Twenty cats sitting in my trap like a moshpit
[Verse 7]
Yeah, my line going berserk
**** calling me Rihanna, car I'm whipping up that work
But I ain't selling any bigs, I just break it down and serve
Leave the block for a week, man we called that **** ned, ah
[Verse 8]
**** tryna fly before the grow wings
And  I don't need a handout dawg, I build my own thing
Take out my **** on the wing, watching crimewatch
When I was nineteen I bought myself five spots
[Verse 9]
Louie with my friend but he ain't looking stressed
And I didn't pay Louie back that **** sold me press
Man, this **** talking trap but they just part time
Man are really out here caking of a hard line
[Verse 10]
Told my ****, grind hard and mantain
But these **** wanna link girls and play games
Man, I'm different to these ****, I don't think the same
You was at home with I bitch, I was in the rain
[Verse 11]
Real D-boy, I ain't need no details
And I ain't no job, paid sending emails
Man, I'm in Constag, hella B sales
Self-made boss and I ain't working on no retail
[Verse 12]
Bando living, course we're living here
And I can't stop trapping till I'm a millionaire
Man I really put my soul on these curbs
Two, three, boy, I'm coming straight outta it
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