Listen to Clockwork by Masiah

Clockwork

Masiah

Hip-Hop/Rap

5 Shazams

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Masiah
Masiah
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Lyrics

One thing a lot of y'all don't understand This money don't stop This shit be on some clockwork Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Uh Got my money doin clockwork Niggas pocket watchin Never thought id have a stalker Money talks You a small talker Money plays You on the bench im a starter Aye Got my money doin clockwork Sayin time is money She want my time, thats what she not worth Yeah You know im all about a dollar Bluefaces baby Get the money then the power Yeah What they know about Masiah Wipe me down, look at the Attire Pipe me up, turn the beat a lil higher Got em singing out the whip Beat hittin for my Choir Kill the beat, mask on micheal myers Cookin in the stu let me spit a lil fire What it do, spark it up where my lighter This oboma runts Ima liar But nah real talk When the deal drop Im on go Peel off till the wheels stop Replay, highlights this reels top Bitch i go to war wit these niggas like a seals op Its no hesitation if the energy feels off Yeah, i know i got these niggas pissed off Only thing that make me shake is the turbulence from lift off Make a niggas knees buckle leave em sittin criss cross Backwood, it be hittin like saitama One hit, lights out from the ganja Freshest young nigga, i aint eva cop no prada I aint gotta lie like you niggas, you imposters Yeah, eat the beat up like some pasta Throw a couple rappers in the bowl, taste like lobster Yeah im half Jamaican i will smoke you like a rasta Like puff, pass, puff, pass Got my money doin clockwork Niggas pocket watchin Never thought id have a stalker Money talks You a small talker Money plays You on the bench im a starter Aye Got my money doin clockwork Sayin time is money She want my time, thats what she not worth Yeah You Know im all about a dollar Bluefaces baby Get the money then the power Big bank taking lil bank Brought em down to size Talkin big made his lip shrank Chef boyard b, cook it up till my wrist ache Make a whirpool if i put it in a fish tank Ion give a fuck what a bitch think They just want some wood Throw that ass to my nigga plank Son of a Shepard Son of a bitch Call me what you want Just dont call me for shit Im cuttin up, uh Im puttin salt in the wounds Of any of these niggas trynna take me out my groove You aint got the juice Im still gettin loose One man army, salute up to my troops Ten toes down, no one around ill fade a Group Have a whole gang of niggas beggin, pleaing for a truse I aint got the time if you askin for the truth Clock work dont stop Bitch im always in the booth Super sayian four, gorilla in a coupe Double S on my car feel it rumble under you Got M on my belt got me feelin like im Buu Pullin up like im broly, ion need a crew NFL should sign me, i caught everything they threw I just overlook these niggas i got better shit to do Chasing me a check, tailgate it im so rude Clock work dont stop, bitch im always in the booth Got my money doin clockwork Niggas pocket watchin Never thought id have a stalker Money talks You a small talker Money plays You on the bench im a starter Aye Got my money doin clockwork Sayin time is money She want my time, thats what she not worth Yeah You Know im all about a dollar Bluefaces baby Get the money then the power Get the money then the power Get the money then the power Money talk Money talk Money Money talk Why you so quiet
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