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na na na

In the middle of the night 
All that I hear is the dogs just bark outside
Yeah I feel alone tonight
All that I need is someone by my side

this night would drag on by design
And now I'm flying up and now I'm flying high

I wanna be down with it
Click, click on my waist yuh
Cars out

like I've been sick for three days 
Or slang the freebase 
And bang the replay 
Like I'mma chill with my C-L-I-C-K
And click the call over like damn what

Don't be mistaken by the fashion 
I look like Tupac I got thug passion 
I got the freshest drip ya
I got Rudest click ya
I got the meanest grip    
Stay

mounted bugs bunny?
If you diss me back, you are mentally sick
Because I am just a simple kid that clicks and clicks
This song maybe not that good
But

believe you run the day
But we created the hour, gazes of gas
And praises of pointed masks
While were hung up by our laces
Placed into cages, and worked

mounted bugs bunny?
 If you diss me back, you are mentally sick
Because I am just a simple kid that clicks and clicks
This song maybe not that good
But

It go click clack
Run up in the kickback
You done took his dawg and you think he supposed to just sit back
He done called his brother Grabbed

that’s why I’m thankful today
Put in that work it’s gonna Pay off
Putting in work ain’t no days off
Put in the that work I know my worth
Click clack click

Now all you want is clicks
Go through conflicts
Just to depict
The perfect picture
On the wall
And now you're sad with alcohol
You see your analytics

bitch, feeling like a golden gun 
Click clack on ya bitch, niggaz here it come
Throw yo hood up, show them niggaz where you from 
Yo, the way I dress,

the cellar 
Waiting on the lighting, click, click I'm your contender 
Put the money on the counter, make it rain like mozzarella, that's that cheddar 
Lactose

to the Surface then get ate up by a Bird and regurged to the kids
I want rewards for the graft
Not the pinnacle of fame 
I want Critical acclaim 
Some Awards for

the bar where I can never grip
I've been waiting
For the dust to settle
I wanna live without fear
Sitting by the lake, thinking
"Would anyone shed a tear if

notes I can show ya how to get paid
Cut throat, I can get ya whole click slayed
Anybody get it nigga nobody safe
Forever standing on the business, still

Written By: Toni Clay, Ervin Nicholson III, Nicholas Nicholson
Aye turn me down a lil bit
Nigga know how we finna rock out
Aye turn me up
Lil baby

the split
I build a bridge and start to stitch the fabric of the dual mind
I go within I find the mid and in this space I find balance and then it clicks

I'm kinda wack
But you cut a brother slack and I promise I'll attack
With the click-click-clack (brrap)
Lemme bring it back (wait)
Like I said I want

erratic like a buzzing crowd
Over to the comms he clicks on stomach wound
green light glows Hello he screams out aloud
Hello
Hello
Is there somebody there?

My click full of hood bougie type of bitches 
Don't let the hood fool you we carry it different 
Come to my section to ask for my digits
Big Juan will

is where the heart is heart is where the loves at 

Money won't fulfill me at least the way I want 
When it grew out grasp I survived by writing songs

me 

Can't Comparee
New flavor in ya ear 
Bitch you that I'm rare! 
Bumping Brookz tubicious 
Bitches By the pair
Cheers they asses in the air 
But my

And I know a whole lot of folks be on my shit lurkin 

Pull up wit the glock click clock I can make ya heart stop 
Make ya hoe flip flop 
Make ya hoe drip

glow again
I don’t need no help
I can do it by myself
If I’m up, think I’m in too deep
Mountain top, in my head it gets too steep
I come off, but I