[Chorus]
Clock's tickin' and I'm runnin’ out of time (Ayo Sidequest)
Feel I'm finally given purpose so I body every line
I ain't with the charity, you offer, I decline
I know soon they gon' be fearin' me, I'm takin' what is mine
Said I'm an afterthought, they gon' leave me in the past tense
Now I'm on top and to them it doesn't make sense
And I don't really care, I ain't lookin' for approval
Rushin' to the money, n***a stackin' up the rubles
I just really need some weed, some bread, some head
If you missin' any, you gеt left on read
Know I got this shit on lock, just like my drеads
Shawty we ain't gotta talk, we can fuck instead
If you askin' 'bout the people behind me, I lost too many
If you askin' 'bout the OG I'm smokin', I still got plenty
If you askin' 'bout my goal, I'ma need a billion pennies
Never gonna fold, all of the ante, yeah

[Verse]
Crop you out the picture, I'm a heavy hitter
No, I wouldn't ever hit her, unless you meant to dick her
Nowadays I dig her in front of her mister
I pop off like some grease in a pan or a blister
I put down all the seltzers, picked up 1942
Like what it do?, I'm with my crew
When I go apeshit like the zoo
These n***as hatin', who are you?
We should take your bread, divide by two
I'm surprised you gettin' mad, I still got more than you
[Bridge]
So n***a think ahead if you gon' talk to me 'bout dumb shit
Put the Ruger to your head, pull the trigger and we dump it
Leave some holes inside his body, now he lookin' like a crumpet
Uzi blarin' like a trumpet, n***a, I ain't even done yet

[Chorus]
Clock's tickin' and I'm runnin’ out of time
Feel I'm finally given purpose so I body every line
I ain't with the charity, you offer, I decline
I know soon they gon' be fearin' me, I'm takin' what is mine
Said I'm an afterthought, they gon' leave me in the past tense
Now I'm on top and to them it doesn't make sense
And I don't really care, I ain't lookin' for approval
Rushin' to the money, n***a stackin' up the rubles
I just really need some weed, some bread, some head
If you missin' any, you get left on read
Know I got this shit on lock, just like my dreads
Shawty we ain't gotta talk, we can fuck instead
If you askin' 'bout the people behind me, I lost too many
If you askin' 'bout the OG I'm smokin', I still got plenty
If you askin' 'bout my goal, I'ma need a billion pennies
Never gonna fold, all of the ante, yeah