Perfect Timin'

Digital Dreams
No matter where you're from your dreams are always valid
If you never know failure you never know success
You become what you believe
As the world becomes a more digital place
We cannot forget the human connection

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Perfect timing it be that feeling I get all in my stomach
When something is out of wack and my eyes they don't see it coming
And I know it's gonna harm me
I just gotta pay attention
Cause not everyone that loves you always got the same intentions
Pay attention to the universe it gives you the signs
Sometimes you take a seven even over a dime
Be mindful that you gotta judge by whats on they mind
The most expensive thing someone can give you is time
So don't play with mine
Cause I'm overtime with my over grind
Got niggas with me that they gonna shoot make sure don't play with I
Quarantine made me realize how hard my family rides
Lil steve told me long ago it's fuck the other side
Fuck the other side fuck the other side
Middle fingers to the sky I got hell of pride
Couple hills I would die on
If JavyDade Lonzo Ball throw it up ally oop
Nigga then I'm Zion
Not the one to sleep on and not the one to lie on
In this jungle watching out for tigers bears and pythons
I can go for hours if someone don't come and get me
My girls dripped in Gucci and her pussy taste like Fendi
I told y'all I want a building before I get a Bentley
I haven't caught a body but I hope that you don't tempt me
If these niggas acting funny then I'm blasting till it's empty
Watching how they move and I swear it dont impress me
Watch me groove now
Watch me do what I do
Keep it short like a haikus
Niggas trying to act cool
Every nigga round me blood and we ain't even piru
If you show it better use it man I live by that rule

I don't never trust no bitch
Play with me and theres consequence
Went from noodles to a lobster dish
Man this shit so obvious
All of y'all boys incompetent
Y'all need likes and compliments
I get money and I flip that shit
Y'all flip that switch and turn to bitch
Boy I never slip I'm well equipped
Bring your mans we battle ship
I dont ever miss
Look in my eyes and you know I'm legit
My ex know now that I'm mother fucking him
Throw you in the deep end hope you can swim
Old head told me keep your grass trimmed
So I dapped him
Never lacking with a Mac ten
I be dancing when I'm banking
When I'm smoking it be stanking
I'm like Allen I dont practice
They post numbers we be laughing
I ain't tripping made it back on the back end
They be capping we be clapping
I be working you relaxing
For these verses I be taxing
Let me stop



Credits
Writer(s): Gerardo Belgrover
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