Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Perfect , by - Jimmy Prime. Release date: 02.06.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Perfect |
| I done poured so much lean in my cup that it got a nigga turnin' |
| Taking sip after sip plus my eyes red from all this weed burnin' |
| Cause yo everything I do it’s just gotta be perfect |
| Cause yo everything I do it’s just gotta be perfect |
| Cause niggas, niggas can’t jock my style |
| Cause niggas ain’t flee like me |
| When I’m sober I don’t crack no smiles |
| Cause I’m just tryna eat and ain’t a damn thing sweet |
| Just a young nigga turned killa for the skrilla |
| Xanny got me rolling like an 18 wheeler |
| Real talk, I ain’t had this feeling in a long long while |
| So I just wanna hang when I pop my slang |
| Cause even though I’m on I still rep my gang |
| All my niggas prime man it’s in our veins |
| No new niggas, cause niggas turn strange |
| Turned old niggas, most the niggas turn fake |
| Now I’m heavy in the game, some plottin' niggas see me in the range |
| With my plug now they scheming on my name |
| That’s why I had to go and cop a K |
| I’m in the hood, I’m good, I wish a nigga would |
| She tryna chill for real she know we really freel |
| My life a movie come shoot me |
| So I can make a sequel |
| I’m with my peoples no equals my crew is too illegal |
| Watch us burn like a hundred bands |
| And make these hoes do the money dance |
| I’m futuristic I’m too advanced |
| You had your shot but you blew your chance |
| Oooooaaaauuuh I’ve been getting faded for a long long time |
| That’s why I hate it when these bitches try to blow my high |
| Cause I’m just in the city trying to live my life |
| And I’m just in the city trying to live my life |
| Yeah lord knows, it’s just gotta be the cornrows |
| And the all black wardrobe |
| Uptown nigga with the rose gold |
| It’s either that or I don’t know |
| But these niggas all on my old flows |
| I’m just in my own zone like word to god I need a phone |
| Cause we took the whole 6 global |
| But fuck the world we immortal |
| Bullets sprayed at my old foes |
| Blood stains on my timbos |
| Yayo dance in that benzo |
| Wide body in the endzone cause Brandon Marshall my syndrome |
| Dollar signs on my mental |
| I need an Oscar like De la Renta |
| Freel nigga I be stone cold |
| Yeah I be stone cold |
| Freel nigga I be stone cold |
| Yeah I be stone cold |
| It’s gotta be a lot of thangs |
| Like them diamond rangs |
| And them fur coats |
| And designer frames |
| And them big chains with a lot blang |