Clocwork by Meechy718 Lyrics
Intro:
Yeah
I cannot get off the cloc
I'm trying to get off the cloc
I cannot I cannot stop
Yeah, yo
I'm trying to get off the bloc
Yeah, yo
Yo
Hook:
Remember them long days long nights trappin out hard in the streets (streets)
Hustle to harden my seeds (seeds)
I rep my heart on my sleeves (whoa)
Serving it all day all night staccin I'm starving can't eat (eat)
Sooner my family gon eat (eat)
I rather stand out than a seat (oh)
Coppers be all on my cleets (whoop)
Pulled up did the running man (hands up)
Stay down til you come up man (man up)
I don't think these niggas understand (and what)
I cannot fall with the D's (whoa)
Hit the cell never front it man (yeah)
Did the cell never going bacc
Bunch a hot niggas in a summer jam
Verse:
House hopping with no sheets
(Mama said you need a key)
Don't go sleeping where you meet nah
(Third iris on peep yah)
All I need is TLC
Money weed spiritual in my genes (cash)
Orion's belt never fall to my knees (splash)
(The universe mine for the keeps) (oh)
Tap into my frequency lemme introduce you to my world
Where the scarecrows and the jeepers creep
Yeah they rep it hard hit the hurl
I got luccy lefts couple real rights no aryans some twirl (h60d)
Got 4 sis like 3 mothers 2 god daughters 1 girl
Reminsce rev'ing Impalas up (yah)
Shotgun my shooter PJ (whoa)
Hot boys don't carry thermometers (aye)
Money tree keeping me shade (oh)
Dance with the devil no ticcing she whine it up (uh)
My rollie stucc on replay (aye)
My eyes they stucc in the trap (aye) my mind is stucc in the trap (aye aye aye aye) I left now I'm bacc in the trap
Hook:
Remember them long days long nights trappin out hard in the streets (blocboy on the ave yeah)
Hustle to harden my seeds (top floor to that bag yeah)
I rep my heart on my sleeves (I cannot lag)
Serving it all day all night staccin I'm starving can't eat (I cannot lag yeah)
Sooner my family gon eat (top floor to that bag yeah)
I rather stand out than a seat (blocboy on that ave)
Coppers be all on my cleets (skrrt)
Pulled up did the running man (dash)
Stay down til you come up man (uh)
I don't think these niggas understand
I cannot fall with the D's (whoa)
Hit the cell never front it man
Did the cell never going bacc
Bunch a hot niggas in a summer jam
Verse - 88K:
Going hard than to sleep
Got my heart on my teeth
Chomping parts of the scene till the hard on the feens
Never said that I sold
If I toss you ain’t see
I don’t broadcast the throw from the cough of the team
Utopian islands to the cop on the scene
Playing with fire the way we sparking the street
Pastelito had the flower tasting sweet
Cuz we smoking the stress high away as Hakeem
Used to roll on my lap while the driver full speed
In the day when the woofer would wobble cuisine
All the homie split way cuz the fork on the green
Only homie I got is the clock on 14th
Debt piling, got ya staring at the smokescreen
Cyphing 6 o clock, plotting between
Whoopty whoops, ready to clock up a spleen
Got my eyes on the prize cuz my watch is the Queen
Damn right, shawties from the block to the teens
Wavy smoke got the eye looking chlorine
Used to doggy-paddle outta heat wave unseen
Piggies used to telescope out for the trees
Stardust got me feeling F Byzantine
If you argue good cop I argue machines
When the nation corrupt then so be the seeds
F a Rothschild, let a D.A. decease
F a rich leech, I came from the beach
Hiding knowledge from Egyptian studies
System made divide with the money
Media hate the ones with the tummies
Same ones saying “niggas ain’t shit”
Meanwhile “n-e-g-u-s” a word that’s sunny
F the way Amerikkka made the country
Never forget those hard times for the hustle
Breakdown - 88K:
‘Member them long days long nights trapping out hard on the streets
Hustle to harden my seeds
I rep my heart on my sleeves
Serving it all day all night stacking I’m starving can’t eat
Sooner my family gon’ eat
I rather stand out than a seat
Outro:
I cannot get off the cloc
I'm trying to get off the cloc
I cannot I cannot stop
Yeah, yo
I'm trying to get off the bloc
Yeah, yo
Yeah
I cannot get off the cloc
I'm trying to get off the cloc
I cannot I cannot stop
Yeah, yo
I'm trying to get off the bloc
Yeah, yo
Yo
Hook:
Remember them long days long nights trappin out hard in the streets (streets)
Hustle to harden my seeds (seeds)
I rep my heart on my sleeves (whoa)
Serving it all day all night staccin I'm starving can't eat (eat)
Sooner my family gon eat (eat)
I rather stand out than a seat (oh)
Coppers be all on my cleets (whoop)
Pulled up did the running man (hands up)
Stay down til you come up man (man up)
I don't think these niggas understand (and what)
I cannot fall with the D's (whoa)
Hit the cell never front it man (yeah)
Did the cell never going bacc
Bunch a hot niggas in a summer jam
Verse:
House hopping with no sheets
(Mama said you need a key)
Don't go sleeping where you meet nah
(Third iris on peep yah)
All I need is TLC
Money weed spiritual in my genes (cash)
Orion's belt never fall to my knees (splash)
(The universe mine for the keeps) (oh)
Tap into my frequency lemme introduce you to my world
Where the scarecrows and the jeepers creep
Yeah they rep it hard hit the hurl
I got luccy lefts couple real rights no aryans some twirl (h60d)
Got 4 sis like 3 mothers 2 god daughters 1 girl
Reminsce rev'ing Impalas up (yah)
Shotgun my shooter PJ (whoa)
Hot boys don't carry thermometers (aye)
Money tree keeping me shade (oh)
Dance with the devil no ticcing she whine it up (uh)
My rollie stucc on replay (aye)
My eyes they stucc in the trap (aye) my mind is stucc in the trap (aye aye aye aye) I left now I'm bacc in the trap
Hook:
Remember them long days long nights trappin out hard in the streets (blocboy on the ave yeah)
Hustle to harden my seeds (top floor to that bag yeah)
I rep my heart on my sleeves (I cannot lag)
Serving it all day all night staccin I'm starving can't eat (I cannot lag yeah)
Sooner my family gon eat (top floor to that bag yeah)
I rather stand out than a seat (blocboy on that ave)
Coppers be all on my cleets (skrrt)
Pulled up did the running man (dash)
Stay down til you come up man (uh)
I don't think these niggas understand
I cannot fall with the D's (whoa)
Hit the cell never front it man
Did the cell never going bacc
Bunch a hot niggas in a summer jam
Verse - 88K:
Going hard than to sleep
Got my heart on my teeth
Chomping parts of the scene till the hard on the feens
Never said that I sold
If I toss you ain’t see
I don’t broadcast the throw from the cough of the team
Utopian islands to the cop on the scene
Playing with fire the way we sparking the street
Pastelito had the flower tasting sweet
Cuz we smoking the stress high away as Hakeem
Used to roll on my lap while the driver full speed
In the day when the woofer would wobble cuisine
All the homie split way cuz the fork on the green
Only homie I got is the clock on 14th
Debt piling, got ya staring at the smokescreen
Cyphing 6 o clock, plotting between
Whoopty whoops, ready to clock up a spleen
Got my eyes on the prize cuz my watch is the Queen
Damn right, shawties from the block to the teens
Wavy smoke got the eye looking chlorine
Used to doggy-paddle outta heat wave unseen
Piggies used to telescope out for the trees
Stardust got me feeling F Byzantine
If you argue good cop I argue machines
When the nation corrupt then so be the seeds
F a Rothschild, let a D.A. decease
F a rich leech, I came from the beach
Hiding knowledge from Egyptian studies
System made divide with the money
Media hate the ones with the tummies
Same ones saying “niggas ain’t shit”
Meanwhile “n-e-g-u-s” a word that’s sunny
F the way Amerikkka made the country
Never forget those hard times for the hustle
Breakdown - 88K:
‘Member them long days long nights trapping out hard on the streets
Hustle to harden my seeds
I rep my heart on my sleeves
Serving it all day all night stacking I’m starving can’t eat
Sooner my family gon’ eat
I rather stand out than a seat
Outro:
I cannot get off the cloc
I'm trying to get off the cloc
I cannot I cannot stop
Yeah, yo
I'm trying to get off the bloc
Yeah, yo