Dual Output - Clockwork lyrics

[Hook] God help us n***as dying seems we out of luck Riding dirty rhyming towards a million bucks Shorty love the hustle say I got the perfect touch Makin' moves like clockwork till my time is up [Verse1] I swear it be times like this I go thru phases Tracking down that paper like Liam Neeson from taken I dream it then I made it a reality create my own salary Cuz wasn't no savings fund for me waiting Smokin' contemplating how to take over the world Thorobred light skin n***a minus the curls on my smooth sh** Love em smart cool a** fluffier than cool whip These n***as like b**hes with they 2 cent f** they gon do when time reveals who was really bout it I'm here to leave change like that uncle sleep on the couch And man all of you n***as trash of bunch of Oscar the grouches Who face identity crisis when real n***as around em, I know They heart sink to they stomach from overwhelming presence I just stay true to myself acquire all the leverage Fresh yes we keep it raw Boogie down bring it on It's just me and my dawgs and we riding out like I am legend [Hook] God help us n***as dying seems we out of luck Riding dirty rhyming toward a million bucks Shorty love the hustle say I got the perfect touch Makin moves like clockwork till my time is up