Beautiful Imperfections
Got Blicky and Chanel
Nah, I ain't got no gas for sale
She want a new bag, Chanel
I only want green kale
Old boy on that white pale
Put the blunt on the scale, whole eighth
She a hoe today, its her hoe day
She a hoe every day, the whole day
Told her we dropping this bitch like the ceiling
Get on that mic and I'm getting that feeling
Niggas be hatin', I know that they bitches
It's best if I don't dump this thirty extension
I know they thinking like who is me
But I did some shit that they won't believe
Still in the hood and still smoking trees
I'm done with thinking what's wrong with me
Done with thinking everybody else perfect, shit, I'm perfect then
Was them friendships really worth it, now that I think again
Everybody gone in front my eyes when I blink again
At the time, don't know what to think, so I ain't think again
I need love and I need peace
Nothing temporary, I need something forever to keep
Came a long way from getting no love in these streets
Now everybody I put love in return it to me
Let's talk about shit that don't make no sense
Shots get sent, boy I sent that pitch
Hoe fucking just to pay her rent
You the main one who wifing that bitch
Come here, let me tell you a story
Niggas the ones getting tested on Maury
Back then, they would say don't record me
Now they be posting this shit on they story
Shit on my mind, I ain't say it then, but I'll say it now
Nah, I ain't got no gas for sale
She want a new bag, Chanel
I only want green kale
Old boy on that white pale
Put the blunt on the scale, whole eighth
She a hoe today, its her hoe day
She a hoe every day, the whole day
Told her we dropping this bitch like the ceiling
Get on that mic and I'm getting that feeling
Niggas be hatin', I know that they bitches
It's best if I don't dump this thirty extension
I know they thinking like who is me
But I did some shit that they won't believe
Still in the hood and still smoking trees
I'm done with thinking what's wrong with me
Done with thinking everybody else perfect, shit, I'm perfect then
Was them friendships really worth it, now that I think again
Everybody gone in front my eyes when I blink again
At the time, don't know what to think, so I ain't think again
I need love and I need peace
Nothing temporary, I need something forever to keep
Came a long way from getting no love in these streets
Now everybody I put love in return it to me
Let's talk about shit that don't make no sense
Shots get sent, boy I sent that pitch
Hoe fucking just to pay her rent
You the main one who wifing that bitch
Come here, let me tell you a story
Niggas the ones getting tested on Maury
Back then, they would say don't record me
Now they be posting this shit on they story
Shit on my mind, I ain't say it then, but I'll say it now
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Writer(s): Robert Edward Gibbs
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