Perfect Timing
Yeah, They still tryna find a way to win (Win)
Talk to God thats when it all begins (Yeah)
I don't need a Rollie on my wrist (No)
Perfect timing God with the assist (Sheesh)
I've been working since I was a kid
I just gotta keep my head up (Yeah)
Running I'm never gon let up
Never feed the haters cause they fed up
They still tryna find a way to win (Win)
Talk to God thats when it all begins (Yeah)
I don't need a Rollie on my wrist (No)
Perfect timing God with the assist (Sheesh)
I've been working since I was a kid
I just gotta keep my head up (Yeah)
Running I'm never gon let up
Never feed the haters cause they fed up
Um, Yeah, Yeah, I got em fed up for real
Riding around but i'm the passenger now 'cause
Jesus done took the wheel
What is it now I know they all want the crown
Its heavy like two hunt pounds
You in or you're out you better stop running your mouth
I got wings ain't no shooting me down
Heaven sent (Sent) I'm a saint (Woo)
Leave it all in the paint
In my bag on the way to the bank (Berkin)
If you chase then you know your fate (Fate)
Too precise we don't gotta aim
Ain't see us coming, Oh what a flank
Caught a vibe with the gang
You know my name you don't know my pain
They counted me out (Out)
Every second you know who's in first so I'm coming in second (Two)
They hate on my flows but they use me as reference
God saved my should cause he don't got preference
I see these fools plotting they ain't safe
They doing the most right in front of my face
I know that we got it
We up like an attic
Undefined we bout it
We know what it takes (Woo)
Yeah, They still tryna find a way to win (Win)
Talk to God thats when it all begins (Yeah)
I don't need a Rollie on my wrist (No)
Perfect timing God with the assist (Sheesh)
I've been working since I was a kid
I just gotta keep my head up (Yeah)
Running I'm never gon let up
Never feed the haters cause they fed up
They still tryna find a way to win (Win)
Talk to God thats when it all begins (Yeah)
I don't need a Rollie on my wrist (No)
Perfect timing God with the assist (Sheesh)
I've been working since I was a kid
I just gotta keep my head up (Yeah)
Running I'm never gon let up
Never feed the haters cause they fed up
You don't gotta see (No)
All you need is faith the size of a mustered seed (For real)
It was hard to believe but I know God is with me
Look what he's done for me
Im still on a mission don't bother me
They're playing the game like its hide and seek
Give em the bag just wait and see
They'll tell on themselves with accuracy
You know don't know all the pain I felt
It just felt like I went through hell
Started writing when I was twelve
Ten years later I'm doing well (Doing well)
When you need them the most they gon sell
Call on God and he'll pay for the bail
No one's perfect we're all gonna fail
I follow God I'm behind him like a tail
They tryna take me out (Out)
Gotta switch it I'm running a different route
Im too different I don't fit in with the crowd
Im too busy just tryna make momma proud
Talking down on the gang thats not allowed
Better watch what you say we we're around
I can go on for days I got plenty rounds
I got angels surrounding me look around
Yeah, They still tryna find a way to win (Win)
Talk to God thats when it all begins (Yeah)
I don't need a Rollie on my wrist (No)
Perfect timing God with the assist (Sheesh)
I've been working since I was a kid
I just gotta keep my head up (Yeah)
Running I'm never gon let up
Never feed the haters cause they fed up
(Where's Davinci)
Talk to God thats when it all begins (Yeah)
I don't need a Rollie on my wrist (No)
Perfect timing God with the assist (Sheesh)
I've been working since I was a kid
I just gotta keep my head up (Yeah)
Running I'm never gon let up
Never feed the haters cause they fed up
They still tryna find a way to win (Win)
Talk to God thats when it all begins (Yeah)
I don't need a Rollie on my wrist (No)
Perfect timing God with the assist (Sheesh)
I've been working since I was a kid
I just gotta keep my head up (Yeah)
Running I'm never gon let up
Never feed the haters cause they fed up
Um, Yeah, Yeah, I got em fed up for real
Riding around but i'm the passenger now 'cause
Jesus done took the wheel
What is it now I know they all want the crown
Its heavy like two hunt pounds
You in or you're out you better stop running your mouth
I got wings ain't no shooting me down
Heaven sent (Sent) I'm a saint (Woo)
Leave it all in the paint
In my bag on the way to the bank (Berkin)
If you chase then you know your fate (Fate)
Too precise we don't gotta aim
Ain't see us coming, Oh what a flank
Caught a vibe with the gang
You know my name you don't know my pain
They counted me out (Out)
Every second you know who's in first so I'm coming in second (Two)
They hate on my flows but they use me as reference
God saved my should cause he don't got preference
I see these fools plotting they ain't safe
They doing the most right in front of my face
I know that we got it
We up like an attic
Undefined we bout it
We know what it takes (Woo)
Yeah, They still tryna find a way to win (Win)
Talk to God thats when it all begins (Yeah)
I don't need a Rollie on my wrist (No)
Perfect timing God with the assist (Sheesh)
I've been working since I was a kid
I just gotta keep my head up (Yeah)
Running I'm never gon let up
Never feed the haters cause they fed up
They still tryna find a way to win (Win)
Talk to God thats when it all begins (Yeah)
I don't need a Rollie on my wrist (No)
Perfect timing God with the assist (Sheesh)
I've been working since I was a kid
I just gotta keep my head up (Yeah)
Running I'm never gon let up
Never feed the haters cause they fed up
You don't gotta see (No)
All you need is faith the size of a mustered seed (For real)
It was hard to believe but I know God is with me
Look what he's done for me
Im still on a mission don't bother me
They're playing the game like its hide and seek
Give em the bag just wait and see
They'll tell on themselves with accuracy
You know don't know all the pain I felt
It just felt like I went through hell
Started writing when I was twelve
Ten years later I'm doing well (Doing well)
When you need them the most they gon sell
Call on God and he'll pay for the bail
No one's perfect we're all gonna fail
I follow God I'm behind him like a tail
They tryna take me out (Out)
Gotta switch it I'm running a different route
Im too different I don't fit in with the crowd
Im too busy just tryna make momma proud
Talking down on the gang thats not allowed
Better watch what you say we we're around
I can go on for days I got plenty rounds
I got angels surrounding me look around
Yeah, They still tryna find a way to win (Win)
Talk to God thats when it all begins (Yeah)
I don't need a Rollie on my wrist (No)
Perfect timing God with the assist (Sheesh)
I've been working since I was a kid
I just gotta keep my head up (Yeah)
Running I'm never gon let up
Never feed the haters cause they fed up
(Where's Davinci)
Credits
Writer(s): Wilfred Collado
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