| I came out a roarin' lion
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| I survived through the toughest of climates
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| They was selling them dreams, I ain’t buy it
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| I went straight to the top with my mindset
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| Patek Philippe, my wrist timeless
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| I call that shit perfect timin'
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| I call that shit perfect timin'
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| Every day on that block, we was grindin'
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| See, I ain’t really have a thing
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| I was tryna get some guala
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| See, this was way before the fame
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| Bro told me, «Stack every dollar,» ayy
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| New Audemar, not a plain
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| And all of my diamonds, they flawless
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| She wanna fuck and just live with a young nigga
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| 'Cause she know I’m on some boss shit
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| When I come through, they like, «Aw, shit»
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| I told my niggas, «I'm gettin' us all rich»
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| Got the packages comin' through federal doors
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| I cop the coke, leave you hard bricks
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| I learned my lesson for lovin' these hoes
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| These bitches be about all dicks
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| Three codefendants when we caught that case
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| I’m the one that kept it solid
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| If I go broke today
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| We gon' mask up with K’s
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| I’ma run in the bank and just say, «It's a stick-up
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| I need everything out the safe,» hey
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| They know that nobody safe
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| I play where don’t nobody play, uh
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| They know that nobody, they know that nobody, they know that nobody safe, hey
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| I turned my dream to reality
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| I swear to God, it’s a shame, yeah
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| I had a hustle mentality
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| I’m grindin' hard every day, hey
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| I reminisce 'bout the tragedies
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| Got my lil' dawg in the grave
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| Got my lil' dawg, got my lil' dawg, got my lil' dawg in the grave
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| I seen the hurt in my mother face
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| And I seen the hurt in my brother face
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| Had to get off my ass and go out and get it
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| I couldn’t do it no other way
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| What you know about paper chasing?
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| On the floor, sleepin' in the basement
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| Out the mud, got it out the pavement
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| Right in front the judge, boy, you made a statement
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| Eleven years old, felt it in my soul that I’ma die in these streets
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| Bullets sprayin' 'round, night, lay me down
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| Gotta pray before I go to sleep
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| Mama told me, «Better look both ways, you lose your life in these streets»
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| Steady reminisce about all the old days, shit ain’t right in these streets
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| I came out a roarin' lion
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| I survived through the toughest of climates
|
| They was selling them dreams, I ain’t buy it
|
| I went straight to the top with my mindset
|
| Patek Philippe, my wrist timeless
|
| I call that shit perfect timin'
|
| I call that shit perfect timin'
|
| Every day on that block, we was grindin'
|
| See, I ain’t really have a thing
|
| I was tryna get some guala
|
| See, this was way before the fame
|
| Bro told me, «Stack every dollar,» ayy
|
| New Audemar, not a plain
|
| And all of my diamonds, they flawless
|
| She wanna fuck and just live with a young nigga
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| 'Cause she know I’m on some boss shit
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| When I come through, they like, «Aw, shit» |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Perfect Timing , by - Quando Rondo. Song from the album QPac, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп