Tick-Tock Lyrics

Yeah

Yeah

From Monday to Sunday

I'm on my grind

Sun up to sun down

I'm taking what's mine

They laughed at me

Turning pennies to dimes

So if it ain't bout a dollar

Ain't got time

I ain't got time

Ooh, I'm on my grind

Yeah, I ain't got time

Ooh, I'm on my grind

Yeah

I remember being down on my last

Tryna make it make sense

They say

Money don't bring happiness

Found peace

Once I started making sense

Patient making cents

But screaming give me more

Cause I want it all

In ten fold

Lamborghini Urus

Tinted windows

Mansion in the hills

With my kin folks

With the marble floors

So I'm breaking

All locked doors

Eating till I'm full

Getting bread no leftovers

Where I'm from

They'll get cha for some new Jordans

With they tongue out on the gram

Holding blue hundreds

So don't come with the cap

You could lose your top for real

If you ain't ready for this game

Why you playing in the field

Yeah, yeah

From Monday to Sunday

I'm on my grind

Sun up to sun down

I'm taking what's mine

They laughed at me

Turning pennies to dimes

So if it ain't bout a dollar

Ain't got time

I ain't got time

Ooh, I'm on my grind

Yeah, I ain't got time

Ooh, I'm on my grind

Yeah

Yeah, I'm fucking yo bitch

But I'm still on my grind

I'm out here like

All the time

Tryna run the paper up

To the sky

Ah ah

Ah ah

Ah ah

Me and Jiggy move around

Like we lasagna

Don't play with the cheddar

Cause we'll have to bake ya

Send ya mama a black tux

Like she a waiter

Ah ah

Ah ah

Ah ah

Always on go

Moving smart through the jungle

Cause them killers ride with them hitters

And they ready to take yo soul

This ain't a game, You get one go

Stack and save, And get some more

Cause from sun up to sundown

You'll never know when you go

So until the day that it's me

I'mma hustle, Till I'm on e

Putting the pedal to the medal

Blowing this loud in my lane

So don't act tough, Get big

And tryna gas on me

You'll have the worse trip of yo life

If you try to trip on me

Believe me

From Monday to Sunday

I'm on my grind

Sun up to sun down

I'm taking what's mine

They laughed at me

Turning pennies to dimes

So if it ain't bout a dollar

Now I ain't got time

I ain't got time

Yeah

Ooh, I'm on my grind

Yeah, I ain't got time

Ooh, I'm on my grind

Yeah

From Monday to Sunday

I'm on my grind

Sun up to sun down

I'm taking what's mine

They laughed at me

Turning pennies to dimes

So if it ain't bout a dollar

Now I ain't got time

I ain't got time

Yeah

Yeah, I'm on my grind

Yeah, I ain't got time

Yeah, I'm on my grind

Yeah