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Dee Watkins

Imperfect

 

Imperfect

(álbum: Chosen One - 2020)


Ain't gotta say how much I love you cause its evident
None of my niggas ain't got no brain so you can't tell em shit
Clique full of steppa's we was moving like the president
One phone call I have them demons at your residence
I had to tell my nigga chill he trying to spazz on em
He went out sad about a bitch and spent his last on her
And when its up that bitch its stuck we drop that bag on em
The love I got for you priceless it ain't no tag on it

And I know ain't nobody perfect
It seem like all the ones I love be the ones switch
But baby tell me was it worth it
Thats why I'm running up that money staying out the mix

Oh yeah I heard he signed a deal but still be on the same shit
Still be with the same niggas still be on some gang shit
Momma always told me watch the people that you hang with
Went and bought a rari just to show my ass and lane switch
I can't fuck with you no more cause you be acting shady
Girl I ain't no PS4 no I can't let you play me
I was deep off in that water ain't nobody save me
Why it seem like the pistol my only source of safety

And I know ain't nobody perfect
It seem like all the ones I love be the ones switch
But baby tell me was it worth it
Thats why I'm running up that money staying out the mix

I just might take a trip to pluto
I be stepping like a sumo
I can't beef with you if you ain't got no money
You can't trick me off the streets I ain't no dummy
I fell in love with a bad bitch
Left my ex bitch in the past tense
Got them racks we living lavish
Member we ain't never have shit
Nigga I just spent twenty five hundred on jeans what you mean?
Thought this shit would always be a dream
That shit he rapping about be make believe
Signed a deal but he still be in the streets
We be stepping like a marching band
She say she like the way my diamonds dance
Why you hating I don't understand
I could never hate another man

Cause I know ain't nobody perfect
It seem like all the ones I love be the ones switch
But baby tell me was it worth it
Thats why I'm running up that money staying out the mix

Take a trip to pluto
Big step-in like a sumo
On God

feito

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