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tik. tok. - jordan webb lyrics

[verse 1 * jordan]
lil nappy headed n*gga wanted corn rows
and some hoes in the front row
growing up
out in countryside riding dirt roads
something teen years old
trying to get chose
how we all grow
but so many keep hold of those days
too close to the edge
mood low like a fade
still trying to dodge 12 at the end of the day we beginning the day
i arise
phoenix with the fire in its eyes
back to ignite they empire
back for my slice of the pie
toast up, i done walked through the firе
spent a long time from the light
spark thoughts during flight
par for thе course, am i right
ain’t left just to force an arrival
end on a high note
at least i tried hoe
brand new coupe, trying to slide like michael
basquiat, out my mind
painting brand new worlds every design
second life hide behind these curls
phone always on do not disturb
elevating like penthouse waiting so
f*ck your route where the destination
open house watch em witness greatness
while i get my check and my 40 acres
but
[hook * jordan]
time move fast hear it tik tik tik
mine full of diamonds on my wrist
taking a dime to bliss right quick
only one way up through the atmosphere
but my time move fast watch it tik tik tik
mine full of diamonds on my wrist
taking a dime to bliss right quick
only one way up through the atmosphere

[verse 2 * jordan]
got d*mn i
know just what i need
no caller id
dime piece from my dms
jump in my sheets
i ain’t worked this d*mn long
to succumb to my demons, please
open wide
in the land where the whites reside
i see spite behind widened eyes
so i shine just to pierce they sky
take time to distill my life
keep it trill still the villain type
i’m still alright, i could be better
pushing a brand new v, vendetta
price done went up
wheels done went up
staring out the window of a 747
miles past the milestones
black business man i mind my own
got front row seats to end of days
where peace depending on your aim
scope locked on more hits, i won’t miss
long way from parlays with your b*tch
long time since i stressed bout more stress
but these days, everything hit like more mid
each way i look around see more fear
free pain every little like like a dope hit
who ain’t trying to find somebody to f*ck with
i wonder if our time running out or we rushing
we rushing like
{outro * kadren]
bro look at the time man we about to be late let’s go!
(man how much time we got left?)
bro come on man!
(man, n*gga always trying to rush me and sh*t, chill)
bout to be late! let’s go!
(d*mn n*gga, i said i’m coming n*gga just give me a second)
come on bro, you always making us late man come on!
(n*gga chill bro, f*ck! if i said i’m coming, i’m coming)
come on n*gga what the f*ck you talking about? chill
(n*gga i gotta get ready)
n*gga you always say that sh*t and never, no n*gga
always talking about you gotta get ready, no n*gga
you was supposed to be there 20 minutes ago my n*gga
you see the time? (ahhh chill)
you don’t even got no f*cking concept of time
n*gga you on your own sh*t all the time
n*gga what the f*ck is wrong with you?

i hope you find your time
some peace of mind
i hope you find some peace of mind
peace of mind
tik. tok

- jordan webb lyrics

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