Can't Stop Clocks - MIST

Gang business

M-I-S to the T

(Sickmade)

Even though I get mad guap

Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah)

Even though I get mad guap

Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh no)

Even though I get mad guap

Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah)

Tell the judge that you can’t stop clocks

That pussy there can just lock locks

Oh, let me share this

Hard times, found mice in my shared crib (Real)

Whilst fuckin' up the scene, I’m a rare kid (Mad)

Real life rap, I don’t tell fibs (Nah)

My nigga seen a milli, still sell sniff (Trapping)

And if you want beef, better forfeit (Gang)

'Cause these days we walk with the four fiv

And the four fiv will really make you walk stiff

Made my label quick, made a major flick

Now the clothes on my back, yeah they’re tailor-made to fit

Got Cali in my spliff

No whips no more, just bikes and sticks

It’s the life that I live

Check the price on my crib

Got a big chain on, no knife on my hip

Got stopped, two 25 large and I laughed at the searg'

Like I made it tonight, I’m legit

Even though I get mad guap

Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah)

Even though I get mad guap

Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh no)

Even though I get mad guap

Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah)

Tell the judge that you can’t stop clocks

That pussy there can just lock locks

Last year I was pissed off

(My bro Mist, why’s that?)

T-t-they tried stop my wings like I’m Rick Ross

No wingster (Real)

Long walks in the rain to the chip shop

Yeah, I nearly give up

Now any trick we pick we get our-

Late night meet with the G’s, get your bricks up (Finesse)

Bros got the trees and the ting tucked (Top bang)

If we catch you late night, that’s bad luck, mad stuff

(It's real mad, real mad)

Picture being famous being banged up

Picture looking broke and you’re stacked up

These racks get a fuck boy wrapped up, mad stuff

(It's real mad, real mad)

Picture being famous being banged up

Picture looking broke and you’re wrapped up

These racks get a fuck boy wrapped up

Even though I get mad guap

Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah)

Even though I get mad guap

Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh no)

Even though I get mad guap

Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah)

Tell the judge that you can’t stop clocks

That pussy there can just lock locks

(Even though I get mad guap)

(Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks) Oh yeah

(Even though I get mad guap)

(Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks) Oh no

(Even though I get mad guap)

(Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks) Oh yeah

(Tell the judge that you can’t stop clocks)

(That pussy there can just lock locks)

Even though I get mad guap

Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah)

Even though I get mad guap

Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh no)

Even though I get mad guap

Still out on the block with them niggas and them Glocks (Oh yeah)

Tell the judge that you can’t stop clocks

That pussy there can just lock locks

M-I-S to the fuckin' T

It’s been a long time fuckin' coming

Just know this year you fuckin' had it

(Sickmade)