Chorus

Maybe I’m ahead when I said
I can’t speak my peace
When I’m dead
I could talk
But I can’t walk the walk
If I’m scared
I’ll be shaking
Trying to pop the lock
If I’m fearful
At night I got two eyes
On the clock
Tock tock talk
Can somebody talk to me
I got two eyes
On the clock
Tock tock talk
Can somebody talk to me

Post Chorus

I heard it best said
They don’t want to talk
They want to dance
They too into it
And holding hands
It’s to a point where
We can make a stance

Verse 1

One wrong move
I’m popping off
Like cherry cola
Cherry cola
Fizzing out
When the cap off
Running over
It’s bitter sweet
When we tap off
Tried to run me over
Size em up
Like the little man
Now he coming closer
Imma rise up
I'mma hit it
Call me Mugsy Bogues
God willing
I'mma get the finish
They call me closer
Cold blooded
With a warm touch
And the Holy Ghost
I’m anointed
Love him so much
Never on my own
I just fall back
And I hit it
Like a no doze
I got energy
And I’m with it
And I’m so cold
I been praying now
For my sinning
That’s a no go
Can’t hurt people
Ain’t winning
It’s a low dose
I still give them one
I’m like hit it
But they don’t want to talk
They want to dance
They too into it
And holding hands
It’s to a point where
We can make a stance
If I come round
We gon get it

Turnaround

I turn it up
And we hit it
Yeah if I come through
We gon’ get it

Chorus

Maybe I’m ahead when I said
I can’t speak my peace
When I’m dead
I could talk
But I can’t walk the walk
If I’m scared
I’ll be shaking
Trying to pop the lock
If I’m fearful
At night I got two eyes
On the clock
Tock tock talk
Can somebody talk to me
I got two eyes
On the clock
Tock tock talk
Can somebody talk to me

Post Chorus

I heard it best said
They don’t want to talk
They want to dance
They too into it
And holding hands
It’s to a point where
We can make a stance

Verse 2

It’s crazy I’m west now
My down home Chowchilla
Brown Cigar
I rap now like a Christ Sticker
Stick wit cha
Guide crowds like the big ticker
On time
Asking now
Bring the sick wit cha
On mine
Basking now and I hit it
Had to get this rhyme off
It’s been so hard
Round here I’m missing that soft
It’s been so God
You take the wheel
Forget about it
It’s been so golf course
Sixteenth hole
Tee it up and I hit it
If my son ever listens
I’m speaking to the son
The one like the King of kings
That’s the only one that keeps me
From just dropping everything
When you beep me
I can’t even grieve discreetly
I rev back and I hit it
But they don’t want to talk
They want to dance
They too into it
And holding hands
It’s to a point where
We can make a stance
If I come round
We gon get it

Instrumental

I turn it up
And we hit it
Yeah if I come through
We gon’ get it

Chorus

Maybe I’m ahead when I said
I can’t speak my peace
When I’m dead
I could talk
But I can’t walk the walk
If I’m scared
I’ll be shaking
Trying to pop the lock
If I’m fearful
At night I got two eyes
On the clock
Tock tock talk
Can somebody talk to me
I got two eyes
On the clock
Tock tock talk
Can somebody talk to me