"Can't Stop The Clocks" lyrics

Tell shorty I can't work 'til no 9 to 5 (Mhm-nm)
Dear God, thank you I'm alive
Bro poured up some lean, that's some dirty Sprite
Just to get him through some dirty nights
So boujee, I ain't thirsty like them other guys (Boujee)
I want a MAC with thirty fries
They got my guys locked down, ooh, free the guys
Free the guys, ooh, free the guys

Bro got a habit with dirty Sprite
I got a habit for getting C.R.E.A.M
Asked my nigga for a price, he said "loyalty"
It's only right that I love my team
Shorty bad but not bad, you know what I mean?
Red dot on your ass, that's a laser beam
Tell 'em small in tee, 30 on Amiri jeans
Rat, rat, rat, you're a smaller bean
I got Marky on my chest, Neesha on my back
Send corn, then I bet we blow them heaters back
These booters, they ain't normal, where your beater at?
Mhm-hm, where your beater at?
On my side, niggas ride, we gotta' get back
They're not opposition, think we gotta' get back
I can't let that diss, I can't tek' that
Any vio, bun him up, haffi wet that
Now I guess that I'm the one, and it's 2-3-4
Heartless, I can't sleep no more
Big ride and clean .44
Don't get shot out this mean four-door
She was claming Bando, I'm like "Who me?" (Never)
This a G-lock, not an Uzi
Beat the corn, let it slide like Toosie
Spin it back, try create me a movie

Tell shorty I can't work 'til no 9 to 5 (Mhm-nm)
Dear God, thank you I'm alive
Bro poured up some lean, that's some dirty Sprite (Dirty)
Just to get him through some dirty nights
So boujee, I ain't thirsty like them other guys (Boujee)
I want a MAC with thirty fries
They got my guys locked down, ooh, free the guys
Free the guys, ooh, free the guys
Tell shorty I can't work 'til no 9 to 5 (Mhm-nm)
Dear God, thank you I'm alive
Bro poured up some lean, that's some dirty Sprite (Dirty)
Just to get him through some dirty nights
So boujee, I ain't thirsty like them other guys
I want a MAC with thirty fries (Thirty)
They got my guys locked down, ooh, free the guys
Free the guys, ooh, free the guys

Yo
You never repped your hood, but now you do (Joker)
I bet your olders are proud of you (Dickhead)
The olders can't chat my name, won't allow them to
Because I got more bands than all of you
I got yutes, where's my kids? We just school 'em too
Real life stuff, wasn't [?] to
Got one, got two, got all of you
Badman, he locked off the whole block, too
(Free Slim, Free Slim)
And now they talk on my name like they ain't been soaked in
My young G's always rolling
Jumped out, soaked him, big dot smokin', we choked him (Gunshot)
[?] that's my guy, that's my bro, that's my homie
Big touch me, make you go sleep
Now this big handting here can only hold three

Tell shorty I can't work 'til no 9 to 5 (Can't)
Dear God, thank you I'm alive
Bro poured up some lean, that's some dirty Sprite (Dirty, dirty)
Just to get him through some dirty nights
So boujee, I ain't thirsty like them other guys (Boujee)
I want a MAC with thirty fries
They got my guys locked down, ooh, free the guys (Free up)
Free the guys, ooh, free the guys
Tell shorty I can't work 'til no 9 to 5 (Can't)
Dear God, thank you I'm alive
Bro poured up some lean, that's some dirty Sprite (Dirty, dirty)
Just to get him through some dirty nights
So bougie, I ain't thirsty like them other guys (Bougie)
I want a MAC with thirty fries
They got my guys locked down, ooh, free the guys (Free up)
Free the guys, ooh, free the guys (Free)