paroles de chanson Like Me - Perfect Timing

I was on ma grind looking for a fine timing
But the man inside looking of a fine timing
What a prime time looking like a bomb priming
What a perfect time but there is no perfect timing
I was on the grind looking for a sign language
I was on the grind, oh Lord I'm drowning
But the prime time looking for the silver lining
Everything a vibe, if the vibe is defining

I'll be gone for a lickle dining tonight
Had to break the bank on tuxedos and something shiny
Po-po call me, tell ma brother it's a routine searching
But I know we finna pick up if they fucking search him
People saw me thinking frown when I'm fucking smiling
People think I'm smiling, inside I am crying
But they look into ma eyes but they cannot find it
But they look inna ma eyes but they couldn't find it

Perfect timing, there's no perfect timing
Even with purpose you can't afford a perfect timing
Hop up in a 'copter an apache to come find me
Temperates on my final final plate, I don't try me
Hit the funds, let me run, everybody chasing funds
Create funds, set bar, getting bonds, hit the bank
Family, your mother, brother, father get a better plate
Tell ma brothers it's alright but inside ma pocket is flat
Finally looking up and I'm looking kinda super fly
When I'm in the streets when I'm no longer ducking inside
Selling all my dreams and equivalent of dirt in sand
End up in a crib but they rather put a cell inside
Reach out for the gold, reach out for the sun
I've been looking down on the moon now I'm looking tall
When I feel a sign wey no good, no looking back
But their valentine no dey show, mine looking nein nein!

Everybody looking for, looking for a perfect timing
Me ah looking tired, lucaine on ah broken vinyl
What a grind, then I sit up but a little tiny
I was on a table but there was no fucking dining
But they looking in ma eye, bet they finna find it
Bet they thought I sympathise
Bet they thought I'm smiling
I am crying inside but they thought I'm smiling