Never Clocked Out
I don’t clock in I never clocked out/
It don’t take much to see what I’m bout/
Bout to get this paper hustle no doubt/
When I’m in my city catch me in the south/
If I ever ate silver spooned i paid for it/
can’t complain about struggle I was made for it/
other niggas makin up stories Jessie smollet/
sellin anything just not my soul for it/
tired of sayin “just another day”! nigga/
do whatever masta ass nigga/
Want change but I stay ass nigga/
I’m need to make some noise my nigga
I got mo cash that won’t last/
make it back tomorrow some call that cash fast/
highway 35/
with my foot on the gas/
100 on the dash/ bad brake pads/
hoping I don’t crash/
I don’t clock in I never clocked out/
It don’t take much to see what I’m bout/
Bout to get this paper hustle no doubt/
When I’m in my city catch me in the south/
Fuck you haters sayin rap is over saturated/
Like i ain’t tryna get out the same way you made it/
Like youd wanna be back in these shoes if you could trade it/
if you want em Ill pull up outside and Ill be waitin/
On the block still slangin CDs keep hustlin/
hopin for some dollars off weed keep hustlin/
Partna at the court shootin shots keep hustlin/
that could be a million dollar shot keep hustlin/
said she’d let me hit it if I started fuckin singin/
so I started sangin/
fuck they opinion/
Money be the root/
Pussy be the motivation/
tired of penny pinchin/
We got gold visions/
I don’t clock in I never clocked out/
It don’t take much to see what I’m bout/
Bout to get this paper hustle no doubt/
When I’m in my city catch me in the south/
Mr""pipe down nigga you ain’t hard enough""/
I’m the big pipe/ Ask your girl and such/
but it’s only For the hustle I swoon/
she was real when I met her in the bay now she silicoonnn/
I need all my funds to liquidate/
I gotta catch up on bills that’s pass they date/
ain’t seen a full fridge since I turned one eight/
ugly hoes catfishin I ain’t taking the bait/
went from my state to LA to tri state/
same buffet just different food On each plate/
south side with me everywhere I lay/
I fear being broke God and bein lazy
I don’t clock in I never clocked out/
It don’t take much to see what I’m bout/
Bout to get this paper hustle no doubt/
When I’m in my city catch me in the south/
