| No sleep, 24 hours, that’s that clockwork
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| On the grind every day, that’s that clockwork
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| Can’t stop, keep goin', that’s that clockwork
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| That’s that clockwork, that’s that clockwork
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| Go all the way back when I was a young nigga
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| Got my first pack, fell in love with drug dealin'
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| I was hungry and thirsty, and I’m still is
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| That’s why I grind hard like I got six kids
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| New car, new house, that’s what them bricks did
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| New jewelry, new kicks, what them licks did
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| I was born fucked up, wasn’t a rich kid
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| Just a young hustler, that know how to flip shit
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| When that work come in tan like Bisquick
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| That’s when you know you got some strong A1 shit
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| When that work come in tan like Bisquick
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| That’s when you know you got some strong A1 shit
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| Six o’clock, jammin' bags, that’s that clockwork
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| M.O.B., fuck a bitch, I put the block first
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| In the trap, fuck a job, that’s where I work
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| On that eight, pushin' weight til' my arms hurt
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| And this bezel on my wrist, it makes my arms hurt
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| No conversation, I got this 30 I’mma spark first
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| Hittin' off this AK, took an old bitch, gotta catch my guard first
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| Niggas want me dead but Duwop gon' blow, we just hope this Glock work
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| Now back on the block, tryna get this gwap, nigga that’s that clockwork
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| Roll up in them cars, tryna slide on the Opps, nigga that’s that clockwork
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| And you better not snooze when we pull up on you, better hope that clock work
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| My niggas pullin' 24's, ride tinted windows, 50 shots in them choppers |