Vello, Keyys - Clock Out Lyrics

They're saying i'm the shit
Hating niggas always mad 'cause i'm lit
All my drip came from the Saks to the fifth
From the rags to the riches
Shawty was a vibe back then but I ain't never going back to them bitches
Used to be a lame nigga
I wish I could tell you I could I ain't change but I swear to god i'm not the same nigga
If you ever cross me, i'ma leave that shit behind me
Why you act emotional, you know exactly where to find me
Gotta keep a pole in case a nigga try to slime me
Fuck all the talking on the net, don't gotta prove to a nigga what I do to a nigga
It get grimy
She wanna chew on a nigga, she confusing me
Wassup with these mood swings
I hope she never line me
Lil brodie a demon, he shooting without his shiesty
I don't trust anybody, they be moving shiesty
If he moving funny, we goin' put him on a white tee

I ain't with the nonsense
I see all the comments
Politicking niggas in my DM's make me vomit
Niggas try to tell me I have not dropped in a minute
But sometimes it just feels like I get more love on the snippets
Go from rags to riches
Money hungry bitches
All up in my business, they be feening for the digits
Chubby nigga talking, we goin' leave his sister missing
Beat that nigga black and blue like he's GD and crippin
I be aiming for the cheddar, niggas eating mozzarella
I got love for shawty but i found somebody better
Many steps ahead, i'm playing chess, you playin' checkers
King of all these niggas, son of Martin and Coretta
I got mood swings
I know they scared to see new me
Who's he, i'm just that nigga that they want to be
Loose leaf, Stack it from pieces we kick like bruce lee
Jewelry, All of these diamonds goin' introduce me

I wish I could tell you I could I ain't change but I swear to god i'm not the same nigga
If you ever cross me, i'ma leave that shit behind me
Why you act emotional, you know exactly where to find me
Gotta keep a pole in case a nigga try to slime me

In this room full of madness, I still put in work with you but i'm clocking out cause we got bad timing

She wanna chew on a nigga, she confusing me
Wassup with these mood swings
I hope she never line me
Lil brodie a demon, he shooting without his shiesty
I don't trust anybody, they be moving shiesty
If he moving funny, we goin' put him on a white tee