Timing ft. Eddie Okoro Lyrics

Wait

Check the timing

Get on the mic you know I got the heat the boy just gotta confess

True

We just climbing

I got the bruise to prove it use it truly cause you know the boy obsessed

Steady working out upstairs

This a low key affair

I gats to move it prove it

Fuck around I ain't never call fake friends

Thrill

Hypnotizing

Comfort in defiance I'm just different with the way that I come through

Never gon trip

Steady working out trynna up my skill

Show up on time with a thing so fine

And you know she a player but she keep it real yeah

We don't do pills

Don't do parties yeah we like cheap films

Yeah the boy sick and he don't do beef got some big ass teeth

But he got no grills yeah

Gotta check on ma mother

Gotta keep things calm

Gotta go a lot harder

Gotta take my time

Cause I can't hold back gotta do shit proper

Bitch I'm on my grind

And if the rain don fall then the sun don shine

Bitch get off my line

Cause I'm getting to the paper that's on my mind

Cause I'm getting to the paper that's on my mind

Uh

What you gon do

Coming at you on hot pursuit

If the feeling rises to the moon then I'll be on to you ma man

Uh

Watch the view

Listen closely check the news

I gats to use it move it do it prove it

Run for the bigger man crew ma man

Uh

Peep the Calendar

I'm the manager

You the element

And I'm the avatar

Wait

Check the timing

I got the moves to please you tease you free you make you wanna dance

Feeling myself

If it ain't you then its someone else

I don't like to do the street thing

Cause it ain't my thing

Fuck a suit but I got a vest ay

True

We just climbing

Don't bother

Tough it out shit hit the fan go harder

Gotta check on ma mama

Gotta keep things calm

Gotta go a lot harder

Gotta take my time

Cause I can't hold back gotta do shit proper

Bitch I'm on my grind

And if the rain don fall then the sun don shine

Bitch get off my line

Cause I'm getting to the paper that's on my mind

I'm getting to the paper that's on my mind