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God's Rolex Video (MV)




Performed By: Tré King
Length: 3:15
Written by: Trey King




Tré King - God's Rolex Lyrics




Patience... I'm on God's time
And he probably got a Rolex, yeah that's a flex

All I do is work but I never ever get a break
I don't need a break
I don't need a- no
I got demons that I face
I've been running fast
But I feel like I don't ever get away

You can't fathom all the work I put in
I'm going dumb on this like Cuba Gooding
No radio play for the kid
But word of mouth is they in love with it yeah
And they praying I'm making it big
I praying I'm healthy and happy
I'm getting crafty
Growing up they told me about 1 in a million would make it
But I think it's 1 in a million that try
And that's just facts see
Nobody really wanna work for it
Get down in the dirt for it
Everybody just wanna fantasize
I got family ties I can't do it
I'm just tryna cop my mom a house in Malibu
Had this vision since I was youth
Yeah I've had this vision like it's déjà vü
Yeah I've had this vision like it's déjà, déjà, déjà

I got the type of drive you couldn't match if we were racing
I'm on God's time lately I've been learning patience
Tick tock on his watch everyday
All I do is work but I never ever get a break
I don't need a break
I don't need a-
I got demons that I face
I've been running fast
But I feel like I don't ever get away

When that money talks you all ears
That's dumbo
Téa told me when this drop it's bout to go dumbo
I hit Celly on the celly
I hit Pop up when I pop up in city
They all saying don't forget me
How could I, that's my town and
Like a bad kid a stay grounded
All I wanna do is make you proud
And I heard that they were looking for the one to crown well I think you found him
All the way from Calabasas to Smokey mountains
They feel me
My words carry weight like it's some dope dealers in philly
Coming for the rap game right now I'm at it's achilles
Pretty soon I'll be at it's neck
Cut the check
So I can break this bread with my family

I got the type of drive you couldn't match if we were racing
I'm on God's time lately I've been learning patience
Tick tock on his watch everyday
All I do is work but I never ever get a break
I don't need a break
I don't need a-
I got demons that I face
I've been running fast
But I feel like I don't ever get away
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Patience... I'm on God's time
And he probably got a Rolex, yeah that's a flex

All I do is work but I never ever get a break
I don't need a break
I don't need a- no
I got demons that I face
I've been running fast
But I feel like I don't ever get away

You can't fathom all the work I put in
I'm going dumb on this like Cuba Gooding
No radio play for the kid
But word of mouth is they in love with it yeah
And they praying I'm making it big
I praying I'm healthy and happy
I'm getting crafty
Growing up they told me about 1 in a million would make it
But I think it's 1 in a million that try
And that's just facts see
Nobody really wanna work for it
Get down in the dirt for it
Everybody just wanna fantasize
I got family ties I can't do it
I'm just tryna cop my mom a house in Malibu
Had this vision since I was youth
Yeah I've had this vision like it's déjà vü
Yeah I've had this vision like it's déjà, déjà, déjà

I got the type of drive you couldn't match if we were racing
I'm on God's time lately I've been learning patience
Tick tock on his watch everyday
All I do is work but I never ever get a break
I don't need a break
I don't need a-
I got demons that I face
I've been running fast
But I feel like I don't ever get away

When that money talks you all ears
That's dumbo
Téa told me when this drop it's bout to go dumbo
I hit Celly on the celly
I hit Pop up when I pop up in city
They all saying don't forget me
How could I, that's my town and
Like a bad kid a stay grounded
All I wanna do is make you proud
And I heard that they were looking for the one to crown well I think you found him
All the way from Calabasas to Smokey mountains
They feel me
My words carry weight like it's some dope dealers in philly
Coming for the rap game right now I'm at it's achilles
Pretty soon I'll be at it's neck
Cut the check
So I can break this bread with my family

I got the type of drive you couldn't match if we were racing
I'm on God's time lately I've been learning patience
Tick tock on his watch everyday
All I do is work but I never ever get a break
I don't need a break
I don't need a-
I got demons that I face
I've been running fast
But I feel like I don't ever get away
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Writer: Trey King
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