lirik lagu yb nova - clock ticking
[intro]
(sluggah, turn that pain up)
(zonek!lla on the beat, ho)
yb nova, b~tch…
clock tickin’, n~gga
time run out for lames
let’s go
[chorus]
clock tickin’, i’m countin’ every second ‘til i blow
f~ck a label, i’m still trappin’ with that draco by the stove
n~ggas cappin’ on the net, in real life they just some hoes
i be thuggin’ with my demons, i can’t trust no f~ckin’ soul
on my own, had to make it, now that bag big as my rage
shooters posted by that alley, turn yo’ dome into a stage
don’t compare me to no rapper, i’m too real for that front page
i’m the reason why his mama light them candles on that grave (boom)
[verse 1]
look, made it out that hallway filled with roaches and despair
thеy ain’t wanna let me in, now i’m bossed up in a chair
push that forеign down your block, my glock louder than a snare
this ain’t luck, this was war, p~ssy boy, i’m well aware
used to stash that .40 cal under dirty mattress sheets
now i cop a f&n just to match my jesus piece
b~tch, i ball like every quarter 4th and inches on the beat
and i ain’t never need no feature just to stand up on my feet
f~ck your clique and f~ck your big dog
all them n~ggas scared to meet
i been posted on that back block with them trenches on repeat
they tried play me like i’m dumb, till i showed ‘em who i be
now i’m stuntin’ like a villain in a lambo with the heat
still the same one from the cut, just got richer, ain’t gone switch
send a hundred at his whip, leave his lil’ homie in a ditch
i be movin’ like a ghost, they can’t pin me to no sh~t
tell that b~tch to stop her cryin’—i ain’t savin’ no b~tch
[chorus]
clock tickin’, i’m countin’ every second ‘til i blow
f~ck a label, i’m still trappin’ with that draco by the stove
n~ggas cappin’ on the net, in real life they just some hoes
i be thuggin’ with my demons, i can’t trust no f~ckin’ soul
on my own, had to make it, now that bag big as my rage
shooters posted by that alley, turn yo’ dome into a stage
don’t compare me to no rapper, i’m too real for that front page
i’m the reason why his mama light them candles on that grave (baow, baow)
[verse 2]
i done lost too many n~ggas, now my heart cold like a freezer
they ain’t ride, they was leeches
cut ’em off, now i’m cleaner
she want love, i want reefer
i want racks and illegal
told that ho, “go chase a bag, i’m not your f~ckin’ preacher”
heard they speakin’ on my name, tell that b~tch go drop the pin
we don’t squash sh~t with no lames, we just slide and spin again
tints so black, you can’t see in, .223s, they’ll pierce your skin
keep a ratchet on my side like i’m married to the sin
f~ck bein’ humble, i need millions in my safe
i got brothers facin’ years, they still pray behind the gates
i be stressin’ while i’m flexin’, got this devil on my face
had to rob to eat at night, now it’s crab legs on my plate
b~tch, i’m realer than yo’ top 5
drill sh~t, no pop vibes
we hit blocks like popeyes
boom boom, them shots fly
mama told me chill, i told her, “pray and hope i make it”
but the clock still tickin’, and i’m still out here racin’
[chorus – outro]
clock tickin’, i’m countin’ every second ‘til i blow
f~ck a label, i’m still trappin’ with that draco by the stove
n~ggas cappin’ on the net, in real life they just some hoes
i be thuggin’ with my demons, i can’t trust no f~ckin’ soul
clock tickin’… tickin’… tickin’…
boom
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