Klockin' Lyrics

Klockin' for the dollaz like the first and 15th

Hell yeah show the money makin' payments every week

Get the stash spot pumpin' want my kid's kids to eat

Keep it pushing for the money till my dreams hit a peak

I like McLarens, the bimmers and all da fuckin' haters

Like the diamonds, the hoes, the whole world to cater

To a chronic hit creator take a shit on perpetrators

Shoot my shot just like a Laker till a nigga get his cake up

I be the first to hit the block if it's poppin'

If the feds come around the fence I'm hoppin'

Fuck rap ion even gotta drop man

Tryna see if the lord gotta bigger plan for me

Let the beat breathe put my money at ease

Stack tall as lil cease shit I'm ill a disease

Middle finga to these haters in my mind they deceased

Course when I'm wit they bitch whose puss I done greased

Only move for the money ion give a fuck

Where I'm at ion even keep a gun tucked

Better watch got the shooters by the store fronts

Need no match got the spark shit I be blunt puffin'

Cookin' up boyard get bags like Goyard

Stack cheese parmesan my goal in life so far

I network cross the map to show the world imma star

Klockin' is the mission bitch blast the shit in the car

Klockin' for the dollaz like the first and 15th

Hell yeah show da money makin' payments every week

Get the stash spot pumpin' want my kid's kids to eat

Keep it pushing for the money till my dreams hitta peak

I like McLarens, the bimmers and all da fuckin' haters

Like the diamonds, the hoes, the whole world to cater

To a chronic hit creator take a shit on perpetrators

Shoot my shot just like a Laker till a nigga get his cake up

Please tell me what's a nigga to do and it's true

Ain't nothin' new so I do what I can to get through

At first I felt trapped and I was pissed

Refuse to be broke as joke playin' rich

Cause the Marathon continues imma track star

R-I-P Nip Hussle spoke more than bars

Don't wanna be a businessman imma business man

Show em' that I run laps with these tattered ass vans

Keep myself cool breeze got nugs on the fleece

Got me pumpin' out the trunk it's that bass with the lean

The lean that you rock with bitches on the cockpit

Niggas goin' crazy killed each other in the moshpits

Damn

More than pipe dreams is what I mean

Tryin' to fuck the world up steady sellin' out the coliseum

I tell ya I'm a visionary rocking

Got these bitches boppin' cuz a nigga steady klockin'

Klockin' for the dollaz like the first and 15th

Hell yeah show da money makin' payments every week

Get the stash spot pumpin' want my kids kids to eat

Keep it pushin' for the money till my dreams hitta peak

I like McLarens, the bimmers and all the fuckin haters

Like the diamonds, the hoes, the whole world to cater

To a chronic hit creator take a shit on perpetrators

Shoot my shot just like a Laker till a nigga get his cake up