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kam dutchie – perfect timing lyrics

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song title: perfect timing
artist: kam dutchie

(intro)
uh huh yea n+gga
f+ck is you talking about n+gga
jungle life sh+t n+gga yea n+gga
up season fsth on the way n+gga
h+ll you talk about n+gga
boss life. f+ck you mean ( yea)
being all that time in the jungle
f+ck around in that struggle
f+ck around with them young n+ggas
yea, yea, yea

(verse 1)
these n+ggas hating on you, cause they see that you going
up on a n+gga, so that know that it’s the come up
i’m trying to get this money, stack up my commas
never trust a b+tch, always talking like she love me
street showed no loyalty and b+tch will never be loyal
i’m just trying to stack up off my grind
work up out my struggle
like you’ll lose your mind
n+gga you will lose your b+tch
paralyzed to the fact, n+gga i can’t feel sh+t
drop 30 racks on my wrist, just to feel good
posted up in pittsburgh, b+tch i’m still hood
if a n+gga trying me, hoe i wish they would
amigo call my phone, a b+tch i’m still plugged
we got the shooter, we get the connect
we get the money, we get the flex
we get whatever, f+ck you saying
f+ck you talking, b+tch we up
gotta 30 racks on my wrist just to feel good
cartier frames on my face i’m looking good, hoe for real
(hook)
going just so hard, a n+gga striking for these checks
and i can’t give a f+ck about it, i don’t care about what’s next
and i been praying for my blessing, put that drip around my neck
f+ck a what you saying, that’s perfect timing (yea)
that watch on my wrist, perfect timing
bust down and i got to f+ck my b+tch, perfect timing
when you getting to the money, that’s perfect timing
when they see you coming up, that’s perfect timing

(verse 2)
i can’t lift my arm cause my wrist froze, hold up
took yo b+tch from you boy yo b+tch stole, hold up
riding in that vet, riding round i’m that vet
suicide doors like they go up, like i been on hoe for real
going just so hard, a n+gga striking for these checks
and i can’t give a f+ck about it, i don’t care about what’s next
30 racks up on my wrist, and that sh+t cost for real
that watch on my wrist go! go!
i go hard, i go hard, b+tch i go hard
b+tch we go up
i f+ck with nothing but bad b+tches, i got standards
flat earring screens, tv they turn the channel
i f+ck with nothing, but real n+ggas that get money [yea, yea]
i want a bag for real,[yea, yea]i want the clothes,[yea, yea]i want the hoes,[yea, yea]i want the money still
cause b+tch we up
drop 30 racks on my wrist just to feel good
westside zone 1 aye b+tch i’m still hood, hoe for real
(hook)
going just so hard, a n+gga striking for these checks
and i can’t give a f+ck about it, i don’t care about what’s next
and i been praying for my blessing, put that drip around my neck
f+ck a what you saying, that’s perfect timing (yea)
that watch on my wrist, perfect timing
bust down and i got to f+ck my b+tch, perfect timing
when you getting to that money, that’s perfect timing
when they see you coming up, that’s perfect timing

these n+ggas hating on you, cause they see that you going
up on a n+gga so that know that it’s the come up
i’m trying to get this money, stack up my commas
never trust a b+tch, always talking like she love me
street showed no loyalty and b+tch will never be loyal
i’m just trying to stack up off my grind
work up out my struggle
like you’ll lose your mind
n+gga you will lose your b+tch
paralyzed to the fact, n+gga i can’t feel sh+t



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