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clocked in - loso tha artist & uncle jonh iii lyrics

[intro]
that artist

(before the shine)

[uncle jonh iii]: (make money money, make money money money….take money money money)

[verse: loso tha artist]
after this y’all bout to
miss this plane!
thc
time has come
they must be missing
this strain
float around
move around
that’s a trick
in the game
reality done set
in &
i’m going insane
in this mf matrix
i ain’t tryna fake sh*t
me & uncle jonh
bout to present the hottest
tapeee b*tch
this that hip hop on some
double o drake sh*t
before the shine & after
thе shine they gotta
rate this
outta ya top 5!
who your favoritе rapper ?
if they put me in a lineup
id be the pastor
i’d be the artist
living out my chapters
the king here now
& trying to be the master
of everything
cause n*gga
that’s ability
my energy
ain’t even reached
what’s it’s about to be
better check the calendar
gathered like a
20 piece
i’m looking at the sideline
at spotting out the envy
sheesh

how ever you get it!
all gas
no brakes
get up out my face
if elevation
ain’t a way you take
n*ggas pocket watching
that’s a sign you gotta separate
a dog got his day
but then you gotta
move a steady pace
i hit my dawg !!!!!
after all
i gotta call
checking on my n*gga
how the family doing
n*gga aw
told me what it was
remember days
that we had to brawl
& hitting all hoes
them early days
had us going off

day by day
hustle
to gain
know that change
gotta shake
before you stamping
the name
allegations ain’t the
same when they talking
in vein
remind you n*ggas
once again
that’s a h*ll of
claim
you gotta be a addicted
to yo hustle
likes it
cocaine
gotta set that chill mode
don’t blow
my high
with propane
i’m another level
growing daily
this ain’t no rogain
always seem to be traffic
if you switching out
ya lane

i got so much stamina
lyrics steady blammin ya
would hit you both ways
like a wound when a
blammy tucked
picking up the slack
the last one didn’t give a f*ck
it’s cold out here fam
you know the world
big enough

big enough for what
you gotta ask now
n*ggas looking so
confused
with they ass out
put my young buck
straight on game
he got it mapped out
gps the future is here
im who they ask bout

this what i rap bout
don’t try to act out
mind over matter with sh*t
who got the class now
bag language
shout out
to dough
now that a cash
cow
all about the hustle
got my head on
what i allow

in my presence
cause i’m stepping
how ima stepping
these days
ain’t no time to
block blessing
the dream is
what we fetching
keep your sanity
we feeling that congestion
& this
just the way you
comprehend the message

- loso tha artist uncle jonh iii lyrics

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