Luke Rodman - Clutch (feat. Nate McGahee & Caleb Tucker) Lyrics

Yeah
This that three before the buzzer this is clutch
When God be taking over He be blessing too much
Undeserving but with purpose so I let him be the judge
This that lasts second message just when you thought He was done
Uhh
This that three before the buzzer this is clutch
When God be taking over He be blessing too much
Undeserving but with purpose so I let him be the judge
This that lasts second message just when you thought He was done

Lately I feel like I aint gonna make it (Gonna make it)
Luke you not a real rapper stop fakin' (stop fakin')
You'll never do music full time
No matter how hard you grind
Wait no
I gotta kill it
I gotta make a million
Never that
I'm just tryna live off the music that I rap
Don't get me wrong my job is nice
But that ain't what I wanna do all day and night
Punching in and out getting in a routine
I don't ever work towards my dream
Nate said boy wake up
You got the drive now you gotta make the lay up
Even if that means that you gotta stay up
Then wake up
You gotta tell the game to pay up
But its all in his plan there's no rush
Cause I know that God's coming in clutch

This that three before the buzzer this is clutch
When God be taking over He be blessing too much
Undeserving but with purpose so I let him be the judge
This that lasts second message just when you thought He was done
This that three before the buzzer this is clutch
When God be taking over He be blessing too much
Undeserving but with purpose so I let him be the judge
This that lasts second message just when you thought He was done

This the 3 before the buzzer Curry
Or I might post up do 'em dirty
Dunkin' one 23 on my jersey
I might mess around and drop 30
They like who are you
I say no one dude
But I got God on my team so I never lose
That was too easy
Imma child of the king royalty like Chris Breezy
I'm like oh wow momma look at me now
Imma make you proud
She told me I could do that even with out a crowd
All the negativity used to be so loud
It probably still is I'm just deaf to that sound
All my family like Luke you don't come around town
I'm just tryna grind I get faced with a frown
They prolly thinking I should put it in the ground

Hit the buzzer beater, I got too many plays, uh
People tell me, "shut up, you got too much to say", uh
Ima pull up, get the shot any day, uh
Got the team wit me, no we ain't playing, uh
Blessing the game, I got too many flows
Ain't no way I can stop, oh no, thought that was known
Clutch time, I got so much time
No fake around me, I don't pick up the phone
Pull up on the homies like YUH, we all looking clutch
Hit you with this fadeaway, no I cannot be touched
Every single time, we get the dub, I don't call that luck
We gon be real, man you know that I don't give a
UH

This that three before the buzzer this is clutch
When God be taking over He be blessing too much
Undeserving but with purpose so I let him be the judge
This that lasts second message just when you thought He was done
This that three before the buzzer this is clutch
When God be taking over He be blessing too much
Undeserving but with purpose so I let him be the judge
This that lasts second message just when you thought He was done
Hey!