Clock

By Chayne Lee

Released on February 25, 2019

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(Intro)

With this pain in my chest

The less that I say it, it's blessed

I’m out west

With the beat

Request my arrest

And a sheet

(Verse 1)

With this pain

In my chest

Ima claim

That I'm next

But I guess

That the less

That I say it, it's blessed

I’m out west

With the beat

Dressed

For the street

Suggest

You request

My arrest

And a sheet

I'm dex

How I'm stressed

Bout her messin

With peace

Just hit up kid ocean

And asked for this lease

A beast

How I seek

Out the lyrics and reap

Tweak

What I can

I demand

Some critique

If you vibe

Then revive

All the feelings inside

Of your heart

Cause you start

To forget to survive

My soul close to stolen

Emotions

Been frozen

Controlling

The moments

I have with what's spoken

With homies

Who showed me

To take it in slowly

And only

Commit

To the grit

Testimonies

Forgiveness

For distance

Between

Me and you

My existence

Is wishing

It could speak to you

(Chorus)

Out the blue

You was gone

Through

And through

Had a clue

You was strong

For the crew

You was home

View

The truth

‘Fore a few

More is owned

I'm glued

To my chrome

Drew

The Queue

For the crew

To belong

In the coup

In they zone

Flew

Til I grew

Though I knew

Along

That I'd battle n battle

In suits

Or in shackles

My enemy's me

Cause I be

Such a hassle

I travel

My thoughts

As I babble

And plot

Will I rot

Or get shot

Or get beat by the clock

(Verse 2)

Stalk

What u knock

Down

Lock up

The guap

If you talk

Then your flock'll

Get popped

Down

Struggling to

Not

Drown

City

Sellin rock now

Gritty never

Pretty

In a H.O.G

Town

Aye, aye

Really

Feelin guilty

Bout the Whitney

That we brought down

Billy

Gettin silly

Off the Sydney

In his drop down

Chilly

Needa chimney

But it’s iffy

If I’m hot now

Sixty

Of my grizzlies

Gettin busy

Wit her kitty

If she pretty

Then we filthy

Show no pity

For your thot now

Dizzy

Cause my Kidney

Gettin hickeys

From the snot plow

Hippie

Off the sticky

Hit it quickly

Boutta box out

Didn't wanna drop out

Didn’t wanna cop out

Chop

Nonstop

For the guap

And a yacht house

I ain't ever swap out

Always had to watch out

Pott

My block

We gon pop

When we hop out

Goon

In the room

I'm immune

To the fake

Doom

Comin soon

She consuming

My snake

When it's noon

Check the tomb

And loom

For Jude’s

Sake

I resume

To the tunes

And zoom

To my fate

(Pimp C)

(Chorus)

Out the blue

You was gone

Through

And through

Had a clue

You was strong

For the crew

You was home

View

The truth

‘Fore a few

More is owned

I'm glued

To my chrome

Drew

The Queue

For the crew

To belong

In the coup

In they zone

Flew

Til I grew

Though I knew

Along

That I'd battle n battle

In suits

Or in shackles

My enemy's me

Cause I be

Such a hassle

I travel

My thoughts

As I babble

And plot

Will I rot

Or get shot

Or get beat by the clock (x3)