Through the rain and the moon and the stars
You know that all this gon be ours
Listen to me strum this guitar
It seems like our dreams are so far
We gotta sprint we gotta move
I know the time is ticking
We gotta push we gotta punch
We gotta keep on kicking
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday
2-4 7 we gettin it
Friday Saturday Sunday
Be the days for all the missions
Time is tickin yeah
Gotta get it yeah yeah
For my niggas
This one for my niggas yeah Yeah
Aye, and this one for the Children yeah yeah
Head up, gotta get ya bread up
I know my family is mad at the shit that i Do
But i swear they dont listen
My head is spinning
Grandmother told me if she hear i smoke Then i gotta go dip man
Its gettin wicked
I guess im dipping I need some fixing
Its that not easy the fonto be hittin
Maddy dont worry im working my eyes on My goals and i promise you that i aint Trippin
Ya not hearin me
Ya not hearing me no
Fight the battle Dont let em have you
I aint got fear in me woah
Momma this is me
Momma this is me
Ima keep rapping forgetting the trapping
I swear that we gon make history
Ya got ya eyes on the gucci and prada but
I got my eyes on the victory
I bet they not gon say nun
Bout tats or the rap
When they see us make 10 a piece
I had a Quarter P
You had more me than me
Wanna know the difference
Youngings move all my greens
Then all it come to me I just be sittin
They aint say shit to me
Aint say shit to me
Now they all hittin me
They was all whining complaining till they Started seein they gettin they shit for free
Now they shit is free
Musically been blessing me
Momma i told you
You shouldve kept they heat
They was just testing me
I couldn't fold you
We gotta sprint we gotta move
I know the time is ticking
We gotta push we gotta punch
We gotta keep on kicking
Monday tuesday wednesday thursday
2-4 7 we gettin it
Friday saturday sunday
Be the days for all the missions
Time is tickin yeah
Gotta get it yeah yeah
For my niggas
This one for my niggas yeah Yeah
Aye, and this one for the Children yeah yeah
Head up, gotta get ya bread up
The Mary Jane took the pain away
All in my mind and I can't escape
Got a bond that you can't break
My life feels like a movie take
Lights is flashing on us
Hold my hand
Now we in the corner
Losing grip and I'm losing composure
Ass so big I could roll a blunt on her
Got A nigga sweating like im sitting in a Sauna
Ass so big got it from her momma
Red bottom Bleeding out the Balenciaga
Baby girl up always counting commas
Aye, yeah
And she drippy wet like agua
Smoking all this weed I just fell in love With ganga
Gotta give the praise to my one n only Father
But I get the hustle for the money from My momma
For the squady, I go narley
Get to sparkin, like a harley
Said I get to sparkin, just like im bob Marley yeah
No more talking, we gon get this money Yeah
Ayeeee
Ima scream until my lungs fade
Life is real, this aint no game
Goin hard like im in the paint
Time is ticking
Time is always ticking
When im f*cking bitches
I tell that bitch to listen
A niggas on a mission
Im working through every min
Ain't focus on nun these bitches
Ain't focus on nun these ops
Ya haters always plot
These niggas be ops no cop
These nigga be hoe no cap
You got your bitch on lock bop
Time is ticking yea
Think im in a dream
Nigga i feel so cold ice cream
I don't care im faded off the weed
Time is ticking yea
My watch aint say a thing
But i want some icey tings
I want my water gleam
Hot and cold four sea- sons
Working til im bleed-ing
Honestly i need it
Cuz my mind be leaving
When im smoking weed and
When f*cking treesh and
Get anxiety yea
I just need money
I don't need these treesh yea
I need energyyy yea
Good vibes
Imma just f*ck her like 2 times
Imma just getta bag 2 times
Imma just smoke on this weed, wait
Imma just sip on some red wine
Niggas be flashing beans aye
Humble i stay on my grind
Im moving around like a king aye
I'm moving im running through red lights
Time is ticking aye yea
And a nigga is still in their prime
We gotta sprint we gotta move
I know the time is ticking
We gotta push we gotta punch
We gotta keep on kicking
Monday tuesday wednesday thursday
2-4 7 we gettin it
Friday saturday sunday
Be the days for all the missions
Time is tickin yeah
Gotta get it yeah yeah
For my niggas
This one for my niggas yeah Yeah
Aye, and this one for the Children yeah yeah
Head up, gotta get ya bread up
Time Is Ticking Video (MV)
Performed By: Family of Kings
Length: 4:17
Written by: Deon Clark, Felix Carrion, Jason Polk, Marquell Sterling
Family of Kings - Time Is Ticking Lyrics
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Through the rain and the moon and the stars
You know that all this gon be ours
Listen to me strum this guitar
It seems like our dreams are so far
We gotta sprint we gotta move
I know the time is ticking
We gotta push we gotta punch
We gotta keep on kicking
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday
2-4 7 we gettin it
Friday Saturday Sunday
Be the days for all the missions
Time is tickin yeah
Gotta get it yeah yeah
For my niggas
This one for my niggas yeah Yeah
Aye, and this one for the Children yeah yeah
Head up, gotta get ya bread up
I know my family is mad at the shit that i Do
But i swear they dont listen
My head is spinning
Grandmother told me if she hear i smoke Then i gotta go dip man
Its gettin wicked
I guess im dipping I need some fixing
Its that not easy the fonto be hittin
Maddy dont worry im working my eyes on My goals and i promise you that i aint Trippin
Ya not hearin me
Ya not hearing me no
Fight the battle Dont let em have you
I aint got fear in me woah
Momma this is me
Momma this is me
Ima keep rapping forgetting the trapping
I swear that we gon make history
Ya got ya eyes on the gucci and prada but
I got my eyes on the victory
I bet they not gon say nun
Bout tats or the rap
When they see us make 10 a piece
I had a Quarter P
You had more me than me
Wanna know the difference
Youngings move all my greens
Then all it come to me I just be sittin
They aint say shit to me
Aint say shit to me
Now they all hittin me
They was all whining complaining till they Started seein they gettin they shit for free
Now they shit is free
Musically been blessing me
Momma i told you
You shouldve kept they heat
They was just testing me
I couldn't fold you
We gotta sprint we gotta move
I know the time is ticking
We gotta push we gotta punch
We gotta keep on kicking
Monday tuesday wednesday thursday
2-4 7 we gettin it
Friday saturday sunday
Be the days for all the missions
Time is tickin yeah
Gotta get it yeah yeah
For my niggas
This one for my niggas yeah Yeah
Aye, and this one for the Children yeah yeah
Head up, gotta get ya bread up
The Mary Jane took the pain away
All in my mind and I can't escape
Got a bond that you can't break
My life feels like a movie take
Lights is flashing on us
Hold my hand
Now we in the corner
Losing grip and I'm losing composure
Ass so big I could roll a blunt on her
Got A nigga sweating like im sitting in a Sauna
Ass so big got it from her momma
Red bottom Bleeding out the Balenciaga
Baby girl up always counting commas
Aye, yeah
And she drippy wet like agua
Smoking all this weed I just fell in love With ganga
Gotta give the praise to my one n only Father
But I get the hustle for the money from My momma
For the squady, I go narley
Get to sparkin, like a harley
Said I get to sparkin, just like im bob Marley yeah
No more talking, we gon get this money Yeah
Ayeeee
Ima scream until my lungs fade
Life is real, this aint no game
Goin hard like im in the paint
Time is ticking
Time is always ticking
When im f*cking bitches
I tell that bitch to listen
A niggas on a mission
Im working through every min
Ain't focus on nun these bitches
Ain't focus on nun these ops
Ya haters always plot
These niggas be ops no cop
These nigga be hoe no cap
You got your bitch on lock bop
Time is ticking yea
Think im in a dream
Nigga i feel so cold ice cream
I don't care im faded off the weed
Time is ticking yea
My watch aint say a thing
But i want some icey tings
I want my water gleam
Hot and cold four sea- sons
Working til im bleed-ing
Honestly i need it
Cuz my mind be leaving
When im smoking weed and
When f*cking treesh and
Get anxiety yea
I just need money
I don't need these treesh yea
I need energyyy yea
Good vibes
Imma just f*ck her like 2 times
Imma just getta bag 2 times
Imma just smoke on this weed, wait
Imma just sip on some red wine
Niggas be flashing beans aye
Humble i stay on my grind
Im moving around like a king aye
I'm moving im running through red lights
Time is ticking aye yea
And a nigga is still in their prime
We gotta sprint we gotta move
I know the time is ticking
We gotta push we gotta punch
We gotta keep on kicking
Monday tuesday wednesday thursday
2-4 7 we gettin it
Friday saturday sunday
Be the days for all the missions
Time is tickin yeah
Gotta get it yeah yeah
For my niggas
This one for my niggas yeah Yeah
Aye, and this one for the Children yeah yeah
Head up, gotta get ya bread up
You know that all this gon be ours
Listen to me strum this guitar
It seems like our dreams are so far
We gotta sprint we gotta move
I know the time is ticking
We gotta push we gotta punch
We gotta keep on kicking
Monday Tuesday Wednesday Thursday
2-4 7 we gettin it
Friday Saturday Sunday
Be the days for all the missions
Time is tickin yeah
Gotta get it yeah yeah
For my niggas
This one for my niggas yeah Yeah
Aye, and this one for the Children yeah yeah
Head up, gotta get ya bread up
I know my family is mad at the shit that i Do
But i swear they dont listen
My head is spinning
Grandmother told me if she hear i smoke Then i gotta go dip man
Its gettin wicked
I guess im dipping I need some fixing
Its that not easy the fonto be hittin
Maddy dont worry im working my eyes on My goals and i promise you that i aint Trippin
Ya not hearin me
Ya not hearing me no
Fight the battle Dont let em have you
I aint got fear in me woah
Momma this is me
Momma this is me
Ima keep rapping forgetting the trapping
I swear that we gon make history
Ya got ya eyes on the gucci and prada but
I got my eyes on the victory
I bet they not gon say nun
Bout tats or the rap
When they see us make 10 a piece
I had a Quarter P
You had more me than me
Wanna know the difference
Youngings move all my greens
Then all it come to me I just be sittin
They aint say shit to me
Aint say shit to me
Now they all hittin me
They was all whining complaining till they Started seein they gettin they shit for free
Now they shit is free
Musically been blessing me
Momma i told you
You shouldve kept they heat
They was just testing me
I couldn't fold you
We gotta sprint we gotta move
I know the time is ticking
We gotta push we gotta punch
We gotta keep on kicking
Monday tuesday wednesday thursday
2-4 7 we gettin it
Friday saturday sunday
Be the days for all the missions
Time is tickin yeah
Gotta get it yeah yeah
For my niggas
This one for my niggas yeah Yeah
Aye, and this one for the Children yeah yeah
Head up, gotta get ya bread up
The Mary Jane took the pain away
All in my mind and I can't escape
Got a bond that you can't break
My life feels like a movie take
Lights is flashing on us
Hold my hand
Now we in the corner
Losing grip and I'm losing composure
Ass so big I could roll a blunt on her
Got A nigga sweating like im sitting in a Sauna
Ass so big got it from her momma
Red bottom Bleeding out the Balenciaga
Baby girl up always counting commas
Aye, yeah
And she drippy wet like agua
Smoking all this weed I just fell in love With ganga
Gotta give the praise to my one n only Father
But I get the hustle for the money from My momma
For the squady, I go narley
Get to sparkin, like a harley
Said I get to sparkin, just like im bob Marley yeah
No more talking, we gon get this money Yeah
Ayeeee
Ima scream until my lungs fade
Life is real, this aint no game
Goin hard like im in the paint
Time is ticking
Time is always ticking
When im f*cking bitches
I tell that bitch to listen
A niggas on a mission
Im working through every min
Ain't focus on nun these bitches
Ain't focus on nun these ops
Ya haters always plot
These niggas be ops no cop
These nigga be hoe no cap
You got your bitch on lock bop
Time is ticking yea
Think im in a dream
Nigga i feel so cold ice cream
I don't care im faded off the weed
Time is ticking yea
My watch aint say a thing
But i want some icey tings
I want my water gleam
Hot and cold four sea- sons
Working til im bleed-ing
Honestly i need it
Cuz my mind be leaving
When im smoking weed and
When f*cking treesh and
Get anxiety yea
I just need money
I don't need these treesh yea
I need energyyy yea
Good vibes
Imma just f*ck her like 2 times
Imma just getta bag 2 times
Imma just smoke on this weed, wait
Imma just sip on some red wine
Niggas be flashing beans aye
Humble i stay on my grind
Im moving around like a king aye
I'm moving im running through red lights
Time is ticking aye yea
And a nigga is still in their prime
We gotta sprint we gotta move
I know the time is ticking
We gotta push we gotta punch
We gotta keep on kicking
Monday tuesday wednesday thursday
2-4 7 we gettin it
Friday saturday sunday
Be the days for all the missions
Time is tickin yeah
Gotta get it yeah yeah
For my niggas
This one for my niggas yeah Yeah
Aye, and this one for the Children yeah yeah
Head up, gotta get ya bread up
Writer: Deon Clark, Felix Carrion, Jason Polk, Marquell Sterling
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid