The Clock

I got money on my mind now
I can't get lost in my ways
Feel like I'm up against the clock clock
I can't find my pace
I got money on my

Im on my quarantine vibes
Shit I'm cooped at da crib
Yeah I'm looking for some weed
And some money to spend
Despite the times that we facing
Situations we in
I was just fighting I aint care who I was fighting against
I got purpose my nigga
I knew that one day this would surface my nigga
I know that love can't stop the hurting my nigga
Man I thought I knew it all
Turned around and I was wrong
Too much ignorance involved
Im a sucka for ya love
Im just trying to find my way
Girl this aint no just because
This the only shot I got
I gotta take it before its gone nigga
I got money on my mind now
I can't get lost in my ways
Feel like I'm up against the clock clock
I can't find my pace
I got money on my
Lost in my ways
I been lost in these trenches
I can't trust my self
I dont know my intention
That money be giving me such a good feeling
And oh not to mention
Im running off tension
I ain't slem in days
But I'm up trying to get it
These niggas be hating
Hold up wait a minute
You'll get your turn
Then get this in return
Im a humble nigga
But they get on my nerves
So I kill these niggas
Without saying a word
Im a rebel at heart
Im as free as a bird nigga

I got money on my mind now
I can't get lost in my ways
Feel like I'm up against the clock clock
I can't find my pace
I got money on my

I can't get lost in my ways
Ay ay feel like im racing against the clock now
I can't keep my pace
I can't get lost in my ways
Ay ay feel like im racing against the clock clock now



Credits
Writer(s): Tevin Alston
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