Clocks by V Z Lyrics
[Verse 1: VZ]
Growing up fast, almost gave up on my own plans
Till I heard my old man say, he seeing greatness in a young man
Now I’m going through the dirt, trying to show ‘em I’m my own man
Cause I seen a lot of people living life like a program
Throw their dreams in a cold box, living life like a robot
Living life for the co-ops
I had dreams of a 16 that would make it to the big screen
I was down since 15, white-tee and a ripped jean
Small kid with some big dreams, it’s all praise to the most high
Niggas telling me it’s Mozart
Fuck working for the co-ops
You won’t make it man, that’s old talk
Don’t sweat a man that’s all talk
Don’t blame them though, it’s all taught
Lying to you, to your face man, its Botox
Niggas still do it for the pour up
Sipping lemonade man, its guwop
Mans always make time for the hoohas
Got damn, you better suit up
Only got time for the go up
Trying to slow a nigga down switch the flow up
All I ever really had was a soap box
You say you know me soo well
I ain't trying to end up on a “Oh well”, Young nigga tryna get into a motel
I got something for the whole world
I got something for you ol’ girl, trying to get into a hotel
Shit, she can book me for the motel
[Hook: VZ ]
Lord knows I’ve been going miles and miles chasing
Lord knows I’ve been going time to time waiting
(Tick-tock, tick- tock, and it go tick- tock, wall clocks)
(Tick-tock, tick-tock, and it go tick-tock, small talk)
[Verse 2: VZ]
Clock on a wall
Never cared about a clock on a wall, not till you have your back on a wall
Not till you see the height of the fall
(Oh yeah)
Time for a ball
Never really had the time for a ball, never really gave a damn 'bout you all
And to tell the truth i've seen the price of it all
(Oh yeah)
Know who you are
Do you even really know who you are
Do you even really know where to start
Do you even really know where your heart
(Oh Yeah)
See how it is
You just gotta see how it is
Ya'll make time for the style
Ya'll make time for the grooves
Yall ain't really make time for the moves
This ain't a prayer for the suits
This a prayer for the dudes
That spent everyday in the booth
[Hook 2: VZ ]
Cause Lord knows I’ve been going miles and miles chasing
Cause Lord knows I’ve been going time to time waiting
Cause Lord knows I’ve been going miles and miles chasing
Cause Lord knows I’ve been going time to time waiting
Lord knows I’ve been going thousand miles chasing
For my place and it go
Tick-tock, tick- tock, and it go tick- tock, wall clocks
Tick-tock, tick-tock, and it go tick-tock, small talk
Growing up fast, almost gave up on my own plans
Till I heard my old man say, he seeing greatness in a young man
Now I’m going through the dirt, trying to show ‘em I’m my own man
Cause I seen a lot of people living life like a program
Throw their dreams in a cold box, living life like a robot
Living life for the co-ops
I had dreams of a 16 that would make it to the big screen
I was down since 15, white-tee and a ripped jean
Small kid with some big dreams, it’s all praise to the most high
Niggas telling me it’s Mozart
Fuck working for the co-ops
You won’t make it man, that’s old talk
Don’t sweat a man that’s all talk
Don’t blame them though, it’s all taught
Lying to you, to your face man, its Botox
Niggas still do it for the pour up
Sipping lemonade man, its guwop
Mans always make time for the hoohas
Got damn, you better suit up
Only got time for the go up
Trying to slow a nigga down switch the flow up
All I ever really had was a soap box
You say you know me soo well
I ain't trying to end up on a “Oh well”, Young nigga tryna get into a motel
I got something for the whole world
I got something for you ol’ girl, trying to get into a hotel
Shit, she can book me for the motel
[Hook: VZ ]
Lord knows I’ve been going miles and miles chasing
Lord knows I’ve been going time to time waiting
(Tick-tock, tick- tock, and it go tick- tock, wall clocks)
(Tick-tock, tick-tock, and it go tick-tock, small talk)
[Verse 2: VZ]
Clock on a wall
Never cared about a clock on a wall, not till you have your back on a wall
Not till you see the height of the fall
(Oh yeah)
Time for a ball
Never really had the time for a ball, never really gave a damn 'bout you all
And to tell the truth i've seen the price of it all
(Oh yeah)
Know who you are
Do you even really know who you are
Do you even really know where to start
Do you even really know where your heart
(Oh Yeah)
See how it is
You just gotta see how it is
Ya'll make time for the style
Ya'll make time for the grooves
Yall ain't really make time for the moves
This ain't a prayer for the suits
This a prayer for the dudes
That spent everyday in the booth
[Hook 2: VZ ]
Cause Lord knows I’ve been going miles and miles chasing
Cause Lord knows I’ve been going time to time waiting
Cause Lord knows I’ve been going miles and miles chasing
Cause Lord knows I’ve been going time to time waiting
Lord knows I’ve been going thousand miles chasing
For my place and it go
Tick-tock, tick- tock, and it go tick- tock, wall clocks
Tick-tock, tick-tock, and it go tick-tock, small talk