Timing

I ain't catch that shooter for my brodie, it been fucking wit my conscious

They saying that I'm next, I been waiting but they ain't sliding

The only time I let out this pain is when I be rhyming

I showed you all the ways to do better, but you ain't trying

Saying I don't got it, it's really about the timing

They saying that they want it, but niggas don't put the time in

Telling me she want me, I want money, bitch I'm timeless

She telling me I'm rude, that ain't true, I'm just honest

Don't tell me you love me if you cannot keep a promise

I fell out wit some niggas who told me that they was riding

Cus they be throwing shots like they bitches, they on the Comets