MR. PERFECT (feat. Boldy James & ElCamino)

I said there's, there's white people (what!, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
There's black people (check it out, right, right, right)
And then there's my people, Blockworks, 227
Tell me, Get-'Em-Gone Jones (grrt), yeah (Mr. Perfect)
Ayy, gang-gang

To make it out the hood in one piece, shit, that's the biggest blessing (yeah)
Never claimed to be Mr. Perfect due to my imperfections (never did)
All of the shit I survived, pandemic through recession (real nigga)
Dawg giving me police vibes, he ask too many questions (what your mans on?)
Ten toes to the gravel, I stood amongst the men (creature)
Never being rolled on a wagon, I always was the way (King James)
No postin' up on our block, we cross him off with Ks (Ggrrt)
Graduated School of Hard Knocks and walked across the stage (Boldy Blocks)

We top of the Marriott, what a spectacular view (good view)
Two-sixty for the barrel, bitch, got some trappin' to do (Benzito)
Cuzzo in the chariot, left a slight crack in the roof (buzzo)
Two sips of that asparagus, got some matchin' to do (yeah)
Lay back in the coupe, get you whacked for a feat (grrt)
Know 'fore that shit happen to me, it's gon' happen to you (real life)
Ain't clearing up no rumors, they gon' be mad when I do (ah-ah-ah-ah)
Most of this shit you heard about me is sad but it's true (yeah)

Blocks, where we at?, Bo Jack, let's get 'em
(Yeah-yeah, yeah, check it out, right, right, right)

Yo, yo, yo, uh, I'm only going to tell you once I'm the boss
And the boss make sure everybody get fed
When I set foot up out that bed, ain't no texts that's getting read
A million bucks, at least, I beat them numbers stuck into my head
Ten across, ten down, this shit been fuckin' with my head
Put money up, I probably still won't see nothing on my head
My spot do at least five a day, really we had lye for days
Four businesses, two houses, and I'm still findin' ways

The way my new house was built, it was designed for waves
I've been wanting them Plain Janes, I done outgrew my diamond phase
Some niggas, they started cool, and then they grew vaginas late
And start to resemble bitches, I don't give no time of day
But that's dumb and this me, how long will I run the streets?
Well, the streets been keepin' me rich, so why would I ever leave?
In this game that he can't lose, might as well just let him be
Just let him follow that vision he probably won't get to see
And it's fucked up

Tell me, we still winnin' though (You were a man of integrity)
All in all, we still winnin' though (You were a man of class)
All in all, we still winnin' though (You were a man beyond reproach)
All in all, we still winnin'