Perfect Timing

[Verse 1: Cory Miller]
Days wasting away, I'm wasting my days
I'm pacing and saying how I'm erasin
My old ways
Contradiction number one
First of many that you become
Aware of, I hope theres something left to say
Crazy mind, illicit guy, explicit life, my life of crime
Am i out of time. out of line
Or out of mind, idk why, I am alive. i should've died
But I'm still not 23 yet
Yo i go and idk where, no feeling or no care
Cruisin bumpin toro while breathing all this fresh air
And I think to my self, that I am fully aware
But do i have all it take to really make there
Fuck that I'm going in, y'all should cover me please
Im pushing through just tryna' follow my dreams
When ever i try, people lie and i got shot down
To a familiar place, my face flat on the ground

[Hook: Cory Miller]
But I’m old school riding, chilling and I'm fly and
With this young chick, in my whip, we vibing
To old school jams, call it perfect timing, yeah
This is perfect timing

[Verse 2: Cory Miller]
Hip hop game so strange, filled with lames
I just beat em when em they down, no where close to fame
I just beat em when they down don't take no fucking names
I just beat em when they down let em know that I'm the mayne, mayne
Uhh and I'm I'm sick of all this brain mayne
Rappers dropping knowledge bout ratchets all the same thing
It all don't mean a damn thing, i know this ain't gonna change
Hope that we can turn a page, hope that we make the name
Hip hop not mean click clack or pow. or bitch sit down
I got too much money in my account
Its a new chapter, chance the rapper
Lets just change the game
I hope the money don't go to his brain
Fuck the money fuck the fame
Fuck this shit you chasing mane
Fuck that person you became
It all don't mean a fucking thing
It all don't mean a fucking thing
Yo name don't mean a fucking thing
Nothings ever gonna change
If yo life don't mean a fucking thing
And yo life don't mean a fucking thing
So quit walking round frontin' mane
Started from the bottom, so you can say I'm draking
But you fuckers think I'm faking
Have you seen the moves making, i know you ain't relatin
You tryna be degrading
Stop all that playa' hatin with that old shit
Ain’t seen me in a minute i been working on a few hits