Perfect Timing ft. Dro Hef Lyrics

Too much talking bout the cash

Now its time to get it

Life vast we can't spend it

Running thru trenches

Less likes Skinny

And more like Kendrick

The nine divine

Not spending my time on benches

Designer cloths thats tend to get tossed

No one lent me

The whip exotic low on milage evidently

The fleet is two Bentleys

The keys is two Benji's

What Im parking

Looking at half your rent if you dent me

No Peter Park I'm swinging thru parks

Full of cement trees

My mind arched to whatever God

Flooded against me

But never conquered

Some clowns still tryna end me

But all have failed still blew hail

From out the end piece

To the devil I'm the cross

Your boss sort of repent me

I treat my enemies close like friends so they respect me

Whack rappers get popped like barrels of Dos Equis

Put your life on the line going against me

You get me

Im out in the big apple my bitch got the apple

I meet and discuss with the lords like chapel

If Puffy on the beat it's like god smacked you

They wonder why I rap like this cause Im a natural

We would really send them niggas to get at you

I would never fear man on the beach in Yucatán

These is fruits of our labor for the fam

If you real stop moving fake and put on your man

The next move is property and land

I need a hundred grand and the Lamb

Everyday is four twenty like I'm Rob Van Dam

The accounts out in Switzerland send routes out in France

Dro Motherfucking Hef

Hood Heisman

When it's real it's real

Look

I just left Staten Island fucking on a bitch that's porn star like

I'm like nas I just need one mic

Just to get my thoughts off man the god so nice

I used to pitch the cocaine and now the car so white

The E so classic my niggas like acid

They'll melt ya face off with the shit they spitting

The teams well established

The label is shinning my business is grinding

Cause I ain't seen a mill yet nigga

but I feel perfect timing

I know that it's coming I see that I'm wanted by envy

jealousy and hate Huh those the three that I wanted

Cause my mind right money right

Yeah I'm ready for war

I rather die a rich man then be living here poor

I'm like Kareem how I score

She giving head like she boars

I bring the beef to they doors like just like I'm Uber eats

You can tell if they a student by if a student speaks

I was out the country fucking presidential suites

Hef