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Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah...
Yeah yeah...
Yeah yeah yeah yeah...
Well it ain't perfect but I don't mind
Because it's lurkin'
Who really has the time at all
It ain't perfect but I don't mind 'cause on the surface I know so fine
But really I'm buggin' buggin' makin' something out of nothing.
Yeah, as harder it gets, cool, calm and collected
Holdin' my breath this ain't what I expected
Don't argue to death, pull my heart out of my chest
The cards are all on the table I'm callin' it
Don't say it I swallow it
When livin' off the borrowed time
Often I'm on the fence on a line
Addin' up what's on my mind
My feet on the clouds, head on the ground
That we goin' down bet you know me now.
No threat in water I swear
If I drown I don't care
They callin' for me from the shore I need more.
Well it ain't perfect but I don't mind
Because it's lurkin' (is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?)
Who really has the time at all (is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?)
It ain't perfect but I don't mind 'cause on the surface I know so fine
But really I'm buggin' buggin' makin' something out of nothing.
It feel like the weekend on the tuesday
I can move days
Its 'I got something else to do' day
Always do hate, if I do say
The d'usse with the homies like it's kool aid
Me, I'm just tryna play it cool j
Yeah, mind over matter I'm
Purer than alkaline
Bitch stuck on album time
I gotta get out to shine
Fly on the wall, shit I was buggin'
Miss me like you gettin' withdrawl I keep that coming, yeah...
I'm threat in water I know
If I start movin' I flow
They nothing knew...
Just play it cool baby, just play it cool
You know, cool.
Well it ain't perfect but I don't mind
Because it's lurkin'
Who really has the time at all
It ain't perfect but I don't mind 'cause on the surface I know so fine
But really I'm buggin' buggin' makin' something out of nothing.
Yeah, tell me you love me spend me around
Pretty please pick me up in the air and don't put me down
You seen it all, I fall you sat back and watch
Knowin' time don't give a fuck about clocks until they stop
Bare feet, runnin' late, her car is started
Even though the only thing that she driving, a hard bargain
More important is I'm kinda sorta out the door but
She put me back together when I'm out of order
Perfect.
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