Yonas

Yonas - Clockwork lyrics

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(Verse)
Yo I'm back on the road, 50 cities a Tour
I gave you all the transition, y'all like "give me some 
more!"
I don't speak in opinion, homie I speak from the facts
When I say I'm the realest and I just happen to rap.
The shark breaking the tank, the mogul breaking the 
bank
These rappers stealing my flow, so I'm the one they 
should thank.
But they can mimic my soul as long as they give me 
their props
I'll keep chasing the game as long as they give me the 
top.
I came from that park bench, but now I'm the black 
clark kent
Instead of a cab it's a limo when I transform, cause I 
need dark tints.
Imagine the pressure I see, man how could this be?
They closed the door on my genre, now they say I'm the 
key.
I can talk to the ladies, and I can talk to the G's,
I can address the nation and I can walk over seas.
And to them A&R's that were looking for gold
Instead of looking for image, you should have looked 
for my soul, so let 'em know.
(Hook)
Lookin' hot girl, this yo' jam, drop it to the flow,
When you bring that shit back up just let them 
muhfuckas know
This ain't no pop-shit,
So let the clock spin.
Lookin' hot girl, this yo' jam, drop it to the flow,
When you bring that shit back up just let them 
muhfuckas know
This ain't no pop-shit,
Just let the clock spin.

(Verse)
Yo my lyrics precise, name a nigga this nice
And still humble as ever, never thought my dreams would 
see light.
But now my dreams are so real, yep they're no longer 
surreal
Told you I'm killin' rappers, so nigga just sit back 
and chill.
Yep, I do this for y'all, I don't do this for me
If I ain't have no bills, then I would do this for 
free.
But I've got dreams of Maserati's and tailor cuttin' a 
suit
And now they're lookin' up to me, guess I'm tailor 
cuttin' the youth.
So pledge allegiance to the swag,
Never break this party up or pledge allegiance to a 
badge.
I love a power punch but there's convenience in a jab,
It's all peace and love, but hate, and I'll put 
grievance on your ass.
It's like I'm teaching a class,
Fuck poppin' bottles in the club I'd rather sneak it in 
a flask.
Now there's a lot of movements that'll leave us in a 
flash
But believe me that we'll be the ones to last, so let 
'em know
(Hook)
Lookin' hot girl, this yo' jam, drop it to the flow,
When you bring that shit back up just let them 
muhfuckas know
This ain't no pop-shit,
So let the clock spin.
Lookin' hot girl, this yo' jam, drop it to the flow,
When you bring that shit back up just let them 
muhfuckas know
This ain't no pop-shit,
Just let the clock spin.
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Language: English

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