Can't Stop Clocks Lyrics - 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 

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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 

Photos 

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 wingstop (Real) 

Long walks in the rain to the chip shop 

Yeah, I nearly give up 

Now any trick we pick we get our dicks sucked 

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' comin' 

Just know this year you fuckin' had it 

(Sickmade)