Clock On The Wall
Mama told me I'm a be Star pops said I was gifted
The hood showed me the way eight one gave me the vision
Listen always different, hard headed on a mission
Still sinning grandma told me don't forget that you're a Christian
I was slipping but still had my eyes on the prize
It was vivid, too many people died with their pride
I don't get it, I never saw the sky as the limit
I just know that death is certain and I'm far from my ending
I'm not winning, until I get my pops out that hard hat
Until then I'm scrambling with it just like Lamar Jack
They tell me "B, hang it up" that's a hard pass
The whole hood counting on me yall that's a tall glass
Coffee with no cream that mean I don't take that lightly
Concrete dreams them streetlights were enlightening
Grind hard I'm never letting this go
Do this for every pair of sneakers on that telephone pole
You know the sun's the greatest star of them all
Light up the day and catch the night when it falls
And I'm steady shinning shinning shinning
Just a matter of time 'til my grind is in line with
The clock on the wall
Looking at the game I'm disgusted with these rappers
Shrug 'em off they're all jokes like knee slappers
My homies ain't spitters, they're killers who keep hammers
Do my dirty work like Haslem, heat clappers
On a paper chase as I think about my baby face 'cause she need pampers
Rent due and I can't make the payment late or my landlord need answers
Next thing you know you're looking like Steve Francis
I gotta make it happen, people counting on me
Forget a weight on my shoulder it's like a mountain on me
But I'ma persevere, so every time I'm on a record
You'll be thinking this the hardest verse I heard this year
This life a marathon bruh you dig me
It's pain in my bars, I be feeling like I'm Nipsey
You know 'cause the bar on Martin was called Nipseys, Martin Payne
Go head and put me in the hall of fame
You know the sun's the greatest star of them all
Light up the day and catch the night when it falls
And I'm steady shinning shinning shinning
Just a matter of time 'til my grind is in line with
The clock on the wall
The hood showed me the way eight one gave me the vision
Listen always different, hard headed on a mission
Still sinning grandma told me don't forget that you're a Christian
I was slipping but still had my eyes on the prize
It was vivid, too many people died with their pride
I don't get it, I never saw the sky as the limit
I just know that death is certain and I'm far from my ending
I'm not winning, until I get my pops out that hard hat
Until then I'm scrambling with it just like Lamar Jack
They tell me "B, hang it up" that's a hard pass
The whole hood counting on me yall that's a tall glass
Coffee with no cream that mean I don't take that lightly
Concrete dreams them streetlights were enlightening
Grind hard I'm never letting this go
Do this for every pair of sneakers on that telephone pole
You know the sun's the greatest star of them all
Light up the day and catch the night when it falls
And I'm steady shinning shinning shinning
Just a matter of time 'til my grind is in line with
The clock on the wall
Looking at the game I'm disgusted with these rappers
Shrug 'em off they're all jokes like knee slappers
My homies ain't spitters, they're killers who keep hammers
Do my dirty work like Haslem, heat clappers
On a paper chase as I think about my baby face 'cause she need pampers
Rent due and I can't make the payment late or my landlord need answers
Next thing you know you're looking like Steve Francis
I gotta make it happen, people counting on me
Forget a weight on my shoulder it's like a mountain on me
But I'ma persevere, so every time I'm on a record
You'll be thinking this the hardest verse I heard this year
This life a marathon bruh you dig me
It's pain in my bars, I be feeling like I'm Nipsey
You know 'cause the bar on Martin was called Nipseys, Martin Payne
Go head and put me in the hall of fame
You know the sun's the greatest star of them all
Light up the day and catch the night when it falls
And I'm steady shinning shinning shinning
Just a matter of time 'til my grind is in line with
The clock on the wall
Credits
Writer(s): Brent Butler
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