Y'all just keep checkin the clock
You can't stop me I'm destined to pop
I'm dreaming so much I lose sleep
And you, you been restin a lot
And you, you been restin
I'm going off in every session
I have an obsession, it's fueled by depression
But that doesn't phase me I use it as weapon
So let that be lesson, I use it as fuel
I really like words but never liked school
I take all the verbs and make em sound cool
Was always on curbs w never a tool
Never the hammer
Used to take pens and then work on my grammar
Used to write letters to brother in slammer
Encrypted w codes that I left in the stanza
I hope that he got em
I know that he did cuz he broke out last autumn
He met me in Texas, the middle of Austin
Now we just chillin, just flexin, just ballin
Y'all just keep checkin the clock
You can't stop me I'm destined to pop
I'm dreamin so much I lose sleep
And you, you been restin a lot
I started rappin for fun
They took me serious, I to become
The greatest mf rapper on earth
I put in some work and look what I done
Bitch, look what we did
I do this shit my for kid
That is my son, I make sure he live
Shit, I'll give him my heart or my rib
Come between it, it's disgusting
I'm eating your face, no discussion
But, That's how I function
Talk about family or friends and I might just turn nothing to something
We might pull up to the function, start dumpin while 2pac is bumpin
No im not gangsta, I am just crazy enough to go borrow some guns from my cousin
Head out the country, then I just lay low
Take all my money, convert it to Peso
Hit up my brother, he owes me a favor
Head back to Texas then meet me in Waco
Sneaking up the rio grande
Blisters they cover my hands
That's why I'm writing this letter right now, it's a good chance I'm dying right here in the sand
BLAM
Y'all just keep checkin the clock
Can't stop me I'm destined to pop
I'm dreaming so much I lose sleep
And you you been restin a lot
Bitch don't even get me started
Sippin Henny f*ck Bacardi
All my bitches bumpin Cardi
All these bitches love to party
Find me at home rolling Marley
Find me at home writing raps
Busting my ass to put city on maps
Giving my heart and my soul to these people and all I can hope is they giving it back
You already got me started
Sippin Henny f*ck Bacardi
All my bitches bumpin Cardi
All these bitches love to party
Find me at home rolling Marley
Find me at home writing raps
Busting my ass to put city on maps
Giving my heart and my soul to these people and all I can hope is they giving it back
Hugh Glass - Checkin' the Clock Lyrics
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Y'all just keep checkin the clock
You can't stop me I'm destined to pop
I'm dreaming so much I lose sleep
And you, you been restin a lot
And you, you been restin
I'm going off in every session
I have an obsession, it's fueled by depression
But that doesn't phase me I use it as weapon
So let that be lesson, I use it as fuel
I really like words but never liked school
I take all the verbs and make em sound cool
Was always on curbs w never a tool
Never the hammer
Used to take pens and then work on my grammar
Used to write letters to brother in slammer
Encrypted w codes that I left in the stanza
I hope that he got em
I know that he did cuz he broke out last autumn
He met me in Texas, the middle of Austin
Now we just chillin, just flexin, just ballin
Y'all just keep checkin the clock
You can't stop me I'm destined to pop
I'm dreamin so much I lose sleep
And you, you been restin a lot
I started rappin for fun
They took me serious, I to become
The greatest mf rapper on earth
I put in some work and look what I done
Bitch, look what we did
I do this shit my for kid
That is my son, I make sure he live
Shit, I'll give him my heart or my rib
Come between it, it's disgusting
I'm eating your face, no discussion
But, That's how I function
Talk about family or friends and I might just turn nothing to something
We might pull up to the function, start dumpin while 2pac is bumpin
No im not gangsta, I am just crazy enough to go borrow some guns from my cousin
Head out the country, then I just lay low
Take all my money, convert it to Peso
Hit up my brother, he owes me a favor
Head back to Texas then meet me in Waco
Sneaking up the rio grande
Blisters they cover my hands
That's why I'm writing this letter right now, it's a good chance I'm dying right here in the sand
BLAM
Y'all just keep checkin the clock
Can't stop me I'm destined to pop
I'm dreaming so much I lose sleep
And you you been restin a lot
Bitch don't even get me started
Sippin Henny f*ck Bacardi
All my bitches bumpin Cardi
All these bitches love to party
Find me at home rolling Marley
Find me at home writing raps
Busting my ass to put city on maps
Giving my heart and my soul to these people and all I can hope is they giving it back
You already got me started
Sippin Henny f*ck Bacardi
All my bitches bumpin Cardi
All these bitches love to party
Find me at home rolling Marley
Find me at home writing raps
Busting my ass to put city on maps
Giving my heart and my soul to these people and all I can hope is they giving it back
You can't stop me I'm destined to pop
I'm dreaming so much I lose sleep
And you, you been restin a lot
And you, you been restin
I'm going off in every session
I have an obsession, it's fueled by depression
But that doesn't phase me I use it as weapon
So let that be lesson, I use it as fuel
I really like words but never liked school
I take all the verbs and make em sound cool
Was always on curbs w never a tool
Never the hammer
Used to take pens and then work on my grammar
Used to write letters to brother in slammer
Encrypted w codes that I left in the stanza
I hope that he got em
I know that he did cuz he broke out last autumn
He met me in Texas, the middle of Austin
Now we just chillin, just flexin, just ballin
Y'all just keep checkin the clock
You can't stop me I'm destined to pop
I'm dreamin so much I lose sleep
And you, you been restin a lot
I started rappin for fun
They took me serious, I to become
The greatest mf rapper on earth
I put in some work and look what I done
Bitch, look what we did
I do this shit my for kid
That is my son, I make sure he live
Shit, I'll give him my heart or my rib
Come between it, it's disgusting
I'm eating your face, no discussion
But, That's how I function
Talk about family or friends and I might just turn nothing to something
We might pull up to the function, start dumpin while 2pac is bumpin
No im not gangsta, I am just crazy enough to go borrow some guns from my cousin
Head out the country, then I just lay low
Take all my money, convert it to Peso
Hit up my brother, he owes me a favor
Head back to Texas then meet me in Waco
Sneaking up the rio grande
Blisters they cover my hands
That's why I'm writing this letter right now, it's a good chance I'm dying right here in the sand
BLAM
Y'all just keep checkin the clock
Can't stop me I'm destined to pop
I'm dreaming so much I lose sleep
And you you been restin a lot
Bitch don't even get me started
Sippin Henny f*ck Bacardi
All my bitches bumpin Cardi
All these bitches love to party
Find me at home rolling Marley
Find me at home writing raps
Busting my ass to put city on maps
Giving my heart and my soul to these people and all I can hope is they giving it back
You already got me started
Sippin Henny f*ck Bacardi
All my bitches bumpin Cardi
All these bitches love to party
Find me at home rolling Marley
Find me at home writing raps
Busting my ass to put city on maps
Giving my heart and my soul to these people and all I can hope is they giving it back
Writer: Rafe Rowland, Zachary Rowland
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid