T.W.L. (Timing Wasn't Late)

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Eastside Fetty

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Back to back in my head
Reminiscing the dead
See lights of blue and red
Phone's tapped by the feds
Yellow tape losing my friends
I'm struggling to comprehend
Loaded magazines extends
Purging blocks feeling a cleanse
I'm loyal 'til the end
Drift around corner bends
Let off hollows to ascend
It's a message we send
Skull tappers and trappers
Bodies get rolled like wrappers
Full blitz like the Packers
With bank scammers and hackers
Live evils of my people
Is there life after death
Will I get to see the sequel
I feel like I'm losing my breath
Feeling weight of the world
The forty got me doing curls
My head is feeling swirled
Fall into arms of my girl
Niggas wanna put me under
Forty flashing like lightning
Get to clapping like thunder
Trigger squeeze from tightening
I read the Bible for guidance
But I succumb to violence
Niggas turning up lifeless
Cause their jewels look priceless
Ambulance to a crisis
Forty renders you spineless
Terrorize like I'm isis
So much seen in my iris
Shooting stars in the Wraith
Notorious B.I.G. with the faith
Moments written in fate
I was meant to be great
These niggas started to hate
Cause they can never relate
My timing will never be late
I'm the topic of debate
Gotta keep applying pressure
Walk a line you can't measure
I had to get life together
Knowing hard days get better
I never doubted my fate
I had to fatten my plate
Gotta rise above the hate
It's my time to be great
My timing wasn't late
Use my pain to escape
My timing wasn't late
Use my pain to escape
Cubans flooded with trophies
I have family parolees
Engines revving with ponies
The missions with my cronies
I see through the smokescreens
Body's hit missing proteins
Getting lifted like rockets
Niggas watching my pockets
Henny got me charged like sockets
Avoiding federal dockets
My operations and markets
Generate rolls like it's carpets
Tech's with the beams
Red dotting like it's Target
I'm never switching teams
Trips to Neiman Marcus
I shine with a polish
Diamonds flood to astonish
This life isn't promised
Seen good burn up like comets
Smoking outta moon roofs
Discovery lacking proofs
Another cycle of loops
State property in groups
Mix pain with the juice
Wishing nightmares reduce
Put the forty to use
And leave your triangle obtuse
Not waving flags for a truce
You can get hung like a noose
Too faded off the Goose
With a baddie to seduce
Trying to numb my excuse
My ill vices in use
Feeling beat like abuse
Alone like a recluse
Ignite like a fuse
Caskets get introduced
Your next point of view
Cautious how you pursue
Antics causing panic
Breathing turning frantic
Shells shatter organics
With ratchets like mechanics
I had to see difference
All I want is magnificence
The white picket fences
550's for Benz's
This is life in the trenches
Stories told from my lenses
Bodies rotting with stenches
Really heighten my senses
Gotta tuck the hammer close
Feel a shot like a dose
Protecting my Bro's
Leaving niggas adios
I never doubted my fate
I had to fatten my plate
Gotta rise above the hate
It's my time to be great
My timing wasn't late
Use my pain to escape
My timing wasn't late
Use my pain to escape
This is the sum of my will
I have dreams to fulfill
Feeling lesser still
Missing roles to the film
They were meant to be around
Not tombstones in the ground
Even silence has sound
My thoughts thinking out loud
I wonder if they're proud
With success that I found
Their faces on pendants
A part of descendants
The losses seem endless
Situations left me friendless
And knowing it's senseless
I had to raise my defenses
Let the forty get horrendous
Expanding that melon
Your torso looking headless
Guns teaching a lesson
Getting closer to heaven
My heart stopped at eleven
With Mom's cancer progressing
Asking for doctor's discretion
Good things never last
My present from past
Molded me like a cast
Goals are looking vast
I was chosen to use my hurt
For loved ones in the dirt
A nigga from a section
With driven sense of direction
I never doubted my fate
I had to fatten my plate
Gotta rise above the hate
It's my time to be great
My timing wasn't late
Use my pain to escape
My timing wasn't late
Use my pain to escape
I never doubted my fate
I had to fatten my plate
Gotta rise above the hate
It's my time to be great
My timing wasn't late
Use my pain to escape
My timing wasn't late
Use my pain to escape

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