On the Clock Lyrics

[Verse]



Aye, me and my family good

No matter the money I make, my soul is still with the hood

Like my girls little bit hood, gheeze

Baddie walk by me I look

I be cheesing but don't get it twisted, I promise your shoes getting took, aye

All these hotels didn't cost me, traveling west coast from Weston

All of my homies are saucy, all of my lady friends sexy

Any of them could be wifey, seasonal ting don't interest me

Groupies try hard to impress me, but groupies are not that impressive, aye

Why are you all on my testes? Why do these lames like to test me?

What is a car I'm on hella planes, closest you'll get is some Sky Flakes

Every black grandma had those, and my black grandma getting old

Not my black grandma time to go, front row in church every Sunday morning

Aye

Me and my family good

No matter the money I make, my soul is still with the hood

We always had just to get by, my parents kept me from the crooks

We on our way to stability, me and my family good



[Chorus]



Me and my family good (x2)

No matter the money I make, my soul is still with the hood (x4)



[Bridge]



I ain't got time, I'm out of time (x2)



[Outro]



Heaven is the best place