Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Timeless Clocks, artist - Sy Ari Da Kid. Date of issue: 17.03.2022
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Timeless Clocks |
| Say that |
| If you a industry nigga, turn this shit off now |
| Fuck your stream |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah |
| In time, I had to learn to only eat what I can digest |
| I know they emulate the end result but not the process |
| I really been wide awake, I barely close my eyes when I rest |
| You niggas been out of place, walk in my home to climb up my steps |
| The audacity, y’all could just talk blasphemy |
| God witness, y’all casually bartered it |
| Dawg taxin', he fraudulent |
| Y’all actually fallin', it’s called gravity |
| Targeted across the galaxies, orbitin' |
| Sonin' niggas, feel like he should call me dad, but he fatherless |
| To them workers that only brought me half, I need all of it |
| With a purpose |
| Made a choice and threw these stones at big boys |
| To whom beholds it with poise |
| I let Mickey use my studio to diss Royce |
| But not for no beef purposes |
| Because I peak when the heat surfaces |
| For these MCs to compete through each verses |
| And the streets nurture it |
| I believe in what each person is |
| Either you sweet or rise to your feet |
| I read nervousness, but at least learn some shit |
| Now who paid these niggas off? |
| He got away with snitchin' like the old lady on the porch |
| I’m goin' crazy in my thoughts, tryna help my brother eat |
| I’d rather die than see the day he call me boss |
| That shit like rabies to my dawgs, nigga |
| Yeah, yeah |
| You can’t just say that he in charge, nigga |
| Yeah, that’s facts |
| Them people label me a god, nigga |
| Yeah, you know I’m usually with the fam |
| First you see me, then you don’t see me like Boosie Instagram |
| Toolie in my pants, just order y’all arraignment |
| I ain’t scared to get these off, shit don’t piss me off |
| My daughter potty trainin' |
| Long as I exit out that door that I just came in |
| Outside, you just can’t walk without no pavement |
| Can’t talk without no language |
| And of course, them fouls go flagrant |
| The league is soft now |
| Was married to the game, but we divorced now |
| 'Cause she endorse clout |
| And we ignore doubt, gon' be a long movie |
| Them bitches is all groupies, broke down more niggas than Paul Mooney |
| Talk to me, not at me |
| I live with the fiends in my alley |
| Defended the dream like John Salley |
| Moms had me carryin' groceries 'til my fingers was losin' feeling |
| My father had no emotion, he told me to lose my feelings |
| Even if you the hero, they still gon' treat you like you the villain |
| As if you the nigga committin' all these crimes and ruthless killings |
| We losin' children |
| Babies gettin' lost, nigga |
| He killed 'em with kindness, they think he gettin' soft, nigga |
| You pay me a late fee, then maybe we could talk, nigga |
| Money ain’t gon' change me, that’s like rabies to my dawgs, nigga |
| Fraud nigga |
| That’s y’all niggas, yeah |
| You can’t just say that he in charge, nigga |
| Don’t mean all niggas, yeah |
| Them people label me a god, nigga |
| On God, nigga |