Lyricist : Asha Imuno
Composer : Asha Imuno
Told my bro I think the clock finna tic for the last time soon when the plot get thick
Waking up to a lot of new news
Everyday it's another new tune to adjust to
Do it for big deals big wheels, when its all on ice would you kill for it still?
Is it thrill in it still?
I don't even got a job no more and the rent ain't paid im just trying to make a mill for a meal
Let 'em hear how it feel
If the end really come in some weeks I don't fear what appears
Pray to God He's revealed to my peers
Told my bro I think the sand running out of the glass real soon and it won't turn over
Gimme fame and a Hollywood view
I'm ashamed that was all that I knew for a long time
I been out of my mind a long time
Speed back, feedback I wrote the wrong rhymes
My nephew 4 months as I write now
He the reason I can smile for the right now
6 months gon' change everything
A year rearranged everything, I can cry later
The paranoia in my heart I can't deny it maybe
I fear that even at my best I'm still in violation
Told my bro I think it's time to repent
When the hands touch 12 it'll all be over
But what's God to his flag when it wave or the cash in your bag and the safe when he see that
Formula it ain't free baby need that
Will he pay for his sins where the heat at?
When I pray to forgive how we live it's a lot on the line cause we gotta see my grandmama
Told my bro I think the clock finna tic for the last time soon when the plot get thick
Waking up to a lot of new news everyday it's another new tune
