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Perfect Time

Curren$y

Jet Files

watching videos 
Laughing at studio gangsters they mo' gents then G's 
My bitches use your mix-tape cover to break they trees on 
Baked, top

somebody rich
What kinda fucking music should i spit to be somebody rich
Should i be shootin’ some videos puckerin' my lips
Broken promises and jealousy
It’s

bring, the whole thing is full swing
Surprised by the clock how the hands seem to fly
It's always fun times up until the sun rise
Video games are the main

settles in 
And my mind goes on rewind oh I  
Been to Berklee
Been to LA 
Worked in LA 
Where I found my new life  
To produce this music 
To direct videos

many years between
Divided by our screens

I see you before you see me and
I walk on through this rain
It feels like a music video from the '80s

How

all your time watching videos in the dark
And ignoring all my useful remarks

I can't ignore you, you're just far too loud
You talk so much I can't hear

a lot to fear.
Do you ever wonder, do you ever doubt it.
What are you listening to? you need to think about it.

Sit-coms, make-overs, music videos.
Teen

retreated

(Tell me the cause of the fame!)
S&P, next question

Lemme see, it says here that you're going by, um... Elias?
Did you want to make a statement

only slaves on the screen
Or else we makin' music videos or play for a team
History and images I see make me wanna scream
Learning white history
From

old time stars
Through wars of worlds invaded by Mars
You made them laugh, you made them cry
You made us feel like we could fly

So don't become some

Take me to market, sell me by noon
All of your troubles will be over soon, with a
Morning breeze on a front porch chime sing
I never heard a more

learnt it from Biggie, yo
And got the chicks
That's why the shit rolled off one video
And I'mma go platinum off number two
And I'm gonna drop another album

just had to kick that
I'm all up in my brain, like at every single kickback
Sorry that I ghosted you, but I'm wasteghost
I just saw your music video, I

ways situated in assimilation, by the
Water wash in the basin, one 'mongst creation, 
With the Turtles, Frogs, Mosquitos, Dragon Flies,
And Skies filled

old time stars
Through wars of worlds invaded by Mars
You made 'em laugh, you made 'em cry
You made us feel like we could fly
So don't become some

old time stars
Through wars of worlds invaded by Mars
You made 'em laugh, you made 'em cry
You made us feel like we could fly (radio)

So don't become

old time stars
Through wars of worlds invaded by Mars
You made 'em laugh, you made 'em cry
You made us feel like we could fly (radio)
So don't become

up on the ends now
Turn the music off but the scent loud (Loud)
Rep my city, make my friends proud (Uh uh)
Fight for the culture, go ten rounds
Twelve

music or play video games
We can stress over girls that always treated us the same
We ain't lame, but we ain't like the cool kids, nah
We'll go

music videos just so I could victimize
The opps try watch me I'm always looked at by some different eyes
And fuck these bitches I'm so tired of these

on the day
Know we made hella mistakes
No taking back, just cause we can't
When somebody fly away
We spray the walls with hella paint
Two hand touch with no

reaction videos to music
He heard my songs and he went crazy
Maybe I'm not so bad after all, I think
But that wasn't the problem, the problem was me
I don't

a fish in a pond that Lives by mimicry but let's talk real Whose the sickest lyrically
It ain't you or you or the other brother in the video, with the fake

old time stars
Through wars of worlds invaded by Mars
You made 'em laugh, you made 'em cry
You made us feel like we could fly (radio)
So don't become