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Clock
R&B/Soul
Clock was released on March 8, 2024 by Shadow Records/Culdasack Entertainment Group, under exclusive license to MTB, from grinding to cashing in. as a part of the album Clock - Single
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Release DateMarch 8, 2024
LabelShadow Records/Culdasack Entertainment Group, under exclusive license to MTB, from grinding to cashing in.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Treichler
Michael Treichler
Conductor
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Muhota
Michael Muhota
Songwriter
Josh Butler
Josh Butler
Songwriter
Roman Spratt
Roman Spratt
Songwriter
Carter Ledford
Carter Ledford
Songwriter
Justice Sakhi
Justice Sakhi
Songwriter
Aubrey Streater
Aubrey Streater
Songwriter

Lyrics

Now, there's no way that I can let you go, go
Cause I'm left here standing on my own, my own
Do you let me fall? You let me fall
But I'll be standing tall, standing tall
Oh, ooh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
You let me fall, you let me fall
But I'll be standing tall, standing tall
As soon as the clock strikes one past twelve
You try and hit my phone
You tell me watch my tone
I don't even know where I went wrong
But it's okay, ain't nothing I can say
She acting like I'm Trey
Treat me like a three outta ten and she an eight
But it's okay, it's all good
I swear my feelings for you have changed
I'll do what I do, no stressin
Fuck you know who your bestie
You knew she would impress me
I tried so hard to be with you
I tried so hard to see you through
Those were the days I was feeling you
These are the days I'm leaving
As soon as the clock strikes one past twelve
You try and hit my phone
Take all my love for granted
Go ahead, throw it out the door
Now you on your own
Don't you try and run to me
This shit is over, I swear, can't you see
*voice mail*
Hey Mick, it's me.
I really wanna talk to you now
I feel like I'm almost too late cause I was in my own head
But I want you, don't let me go like this
Talk to me
Please
Soon as the clock strikes one past twelve
You try and hit my phone
Take all my love for granted
Go ahead, throw it out the door
Now you on your own
Don't you try and run to me
This shit is over, I swear, can't you see
Me and all my **** in the cut
Me and all my **** turn it up
I ain't really fuck with you, girl, trust me
Trying to be with you is testing luck
All I really wanted was to fuck
Acting like the boss, you acting tough
Me and all my **** in the goddamn
As soon as the clock strikes one past twelve
You try and hit my phone
Take all my love for granted
Go ahead, throw it out the door
Now you on your own
Don't you try and run to me
This shit is over, I swear, can't you see
This shit is over, I swear, can't you see
Written by: Aubrey Streater, Carter Ledford, Josh Butler, Justice Sakhi, Michael Muhota, Roman Spratt
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