Clock Work

Times worth money
And that money I'm a get too
Clock working all day
No batteries to include
Exclude my brokenness
Tuned in my focus
Hit the block to drop dope ness
I moved white like lotion
@ any open opportunity
Gwapenese I speak it fluently
Rubber band beautifully
If u was me
Would u be broke or make a Difference
Sit around like u don't know shit
Or hit the block pay attention
Learned what streets flipping
Where they keep getting hit up
Just know this block is fire
Like stomaches after some sit Ups
Right here the kops be hot Round here
Fuck getting lit up
But this koner right here is Defiantly where we kan get up
What you know about setting Up shop
Just to hit the block trying to get That gwop
Early bird get worm so up at the Spot
Early in the mourning trying to Katch the first fiend to kop



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Goldsberry
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