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angelo mota - perfect timing ft. marco luka ↪︎https://smarturl.it/streammaib subscribe: ➤ https://smarturl.it/motayoutube follow me: ✗   / angelomota   ✗   / motaraps   spotify: ➤ https://smarturl.it/motaspotify apple music: ➤ https://smarturl.it/motaapplemusic soundcloud: ➤   / angelomota   lyrics: They can’t see me, I’m not hiding They can’t find me, I ain’t invite ‘em Lowkey scheming, pressed out diamonds World ain’t mind us, that’s just fine Gotta go fight it, tryna’ make fire Blowing down gas in the Chevy Impala What you call that shit? Perfect timing Let’s ignite it, ‘imma get mine They can’t see me, I’m not hiding They can’t find me, I ain’t invite ‘em Lowkey scheming, pressed out diamonds World ain’t mind us, that’s just fine Gotta go fight it, tryna’ make fire Blowing down gas in the Chevy Impala What you call that shit? Perfect timing Let’s ignite it, ‘imma get mine I can not fuck with it, but good luck with it Hope that you comfortable, that shit stuck to ya I’m making compasses, I ain’t losing no battles I’m bustin’ it You gon’ chew on your rattle and fuss Got no love for the president, government We got troops on the ground and they tough And I swear they can not get enough of it This a notice of caution, they always watching Thought I was popping, then I had options Was I gon’ scroll up and pour up and pop it? Or I could curl up in bed and get nauseous Fuck it, I’m calling up, for the sloppy You outta pocket, hahaha I don’t know who ‘imma be when I’m off this I can not find my ID think I lost it I’m only tryna conspire with bosses I’m only tryna get wired I just be tired, expired, exhausted How many times I tried? How many times I relied on crosses? How many times they lied? I’m tired Fly with a grip, it’s a fire in the cockpit If it get down to the line, I’m dying They can’t see me, I’m not hiding They can’t find me, I ain’t invite ‘em Lowkey scheming, pressed out diamonds World ain’t mind us, that’s just fine Gotta go fight it, tryna’ make fire Blowing down gas in the Chevy Impala What you call that shit? Perfect timing Let’s ignite it, ‘imma get mine They can’t see me, I’m not hiding They can’t find me, I ain’t invite ‘em Lowkey scheming, pressed out diamonds World ain’t mind us, that’s just fine Gotta go fight it, tryna’ make fire Blowing down gas in the Chevy Impala What you call that shit? Perfect timing Let’s ignite it, ‘imma get mine Woah, woah I can see the twilight Eating at my soul, woah, woah Sleeping right beside me, I’m gone No, no, is it wrong? I might bless her, huh Told me she done with me texting her Shorty come over, you vexing, huh Get to the addy, undress her, maybe I’m flexing Woah, can I touch your hoe She too iced, so frozen Acting like they don’’t know Acting like I’m not chosen Icing out, gotta relax for now Is it because you proud? Fuck all the buzz, I’m loud, yeah yeah Don’t even know I exist I think that you getting too cocky I’m tryna be up on the list Drowning in diamonds and hotter than sake They can’t see me, I’m not hiding They can’t find me, I ain’t invite ‘em Lowkey scheming, pressed out diamonds World ain’t mind us, that’s just fine Gotta go fight it, tryna’ make fire Blowing down gas in the Chevy Impala What you call that shit? Perfect timing Let’s ignite it, ‘imma get mine They can’t see me, I’m not hiding They can’t find me, I ain’t invite ‘em Lowkey scheming, pressed out diamonds World ain’t mind us, that’s just fine Gotta go fight it, tryna’ make fire Blowing down gas in the Chevy Impala What you call that shit? Perfect timing Let’s ignite it, ‘imma get mine