Perfect Timing (feat. Lil Poppa)

The bronx where i was raise fasinated with them palm trees

that rose grew from the concrete

early morning front street

 skip school acting a fool

felt like mommy didnt want me

thought only god cud judge us

ya honor why you dog me

daughter and a girl plus the bros make sure we all eat

My father like a bro aint a figure but provided

 my family divided my friends jus keep on dying

cost to live like this took a risk to said that i win

Free my brother out that cage

they trying tame the rage

 it aint gone change he still the same now his number is his name

 cant do minimum wage caught a f know he a g

come home dont want the fame see he jus rapping for the breesh

Know We trying paid

Like Multiple ways

Incase we gonna flame

hope allah grab the (ayeee)

Know we all gone crash if they mention that one name

Hope i cud forget the pass or i might jus go insane

I swear dont nothing feel the same once ya love ones leave told me about the fame but not the pain that it bring

im trying not to go insane but what a shame mixing sprite with codeine

its like i wanna do whats right but whats a night without no lean

for like a week been on a flight almost forgot about my dream

news said he couldn’t fight he lose his life ont the scene

call him my lil ghost face killer kno we all about the creme dont be playing with a nicca why u say it if u dont mean it gotta keep my head to the ceiling

no really in the highest floor in the building

can u hear me

im calling i need healing u never came from nothing so i can’t explain this feeling

it cud get dangerous for me i jus want one more kiss before its ending

Im never screaming blacc lives matter cuz i tried to kill a op - his bones break

Could hear them shatter see thats rite after i shot

Know it cost to go to war buy what u want i cop a chop

another mother lost her son

i dont feel nun fucc the ops

aint no one ons cuzzy clap him he aint locc becuse he box

oh crip not what he jaccin cuzzy going to the box

claim they caught him laccin he aint even from my blocc innocent by stander see for those dont get no props

The bronx where i was raise fasinated with them palm trees

that rose grew from the concrete

early morning front street

 skip school acting a fool

felt like mommy didnt want me

thought only god cud judge us

ya honor why you dog me

daughter and a girl plus the bros make sure we all eat

My father like a bro aint a figure but provided

 my family divided my friends jus keep on dying

cost to live like this took a risk to said that i win