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love
All the debt I owe too, it's paid for, it's paid for
Nobody come close to you, my king you know it too

Truth be told I can't stop loving you
You've

to my other side piece uh
Lonely
Low key
Nobody loves the way
That you love me
Lonely
Low key
Fucked up baby yeah
On a sweet dream
Piece by piece
I try

mercy
Lord by Your Grace she wants to live straight
But right now Lord she's too curvy
Perfect man is too dirty, Lord nobody can meet your standards
So

certain
Her body movin' hypnotic
This shawty
Is so perfect
Got me singin' so melodic
Man I love the way she move on the floor
A dancer she come from

demons and all these dry bones
I'd like to say we ain't even speaking like dial tones
But that would be a lie
Cuz I ain't perfect, man my life is in a war

I'm feeling like Curtis
Nobody can fuck with me feel like I'm perfect
Stay shitting on 'em I do it on purpose, uh
Mud in my cup ain't no bourbon, uh
We

red when I came out the blue
I'ma walk right by like I ain't got a clue
I'ma do me, you can do you, boo
I'm sick and tired of lying to you
And if

perfect
They think their bad but they're sweet like sherbert
They say their gonna hurt it but don't ever hurt shit

No razor but you man get shaven
I'll

Just to be accepted by the in crowd
But what if nobody ever heard me
Am I too late being Thirty?
Man, this is your plan, created in your hands
I don't

and find me
When you seek me with all of your heart
I will be found by you declares the Lord
And will bring you back from captivity
You will keep at perfect

Nobody's perfect but I don't deserve this
If I'm being honest then you're just not worth it
But now and forever I'll always treasure
The time we spent

Bobby
If we hit this jugg
Man they ain't gone find me
Nigga just got away I got perfect timing

In the jungle you eat or you starve
I was broke had

eyes don’t be talking to those guys
We ain’t picture perfect but you’re perfect in my frame
Nothing else will stay the same, you have nobody to blame

I seen a man on the corner begging for some money
Looking rough and ain't got much of a stomach
He probably hasn't eaten like he's living in

In God I Trust

Kevin Gates

Luca Brasi 3

2018

Ooh, man, that's pressure
Yeah, pressure
Havin' my way with the money, yeah
Nah, my muscles just gon' tighten up when get on that hoe

Havin' my

Kenny
When my pockets get fat as Cartman
I can write it and produce it
Turn silence into music

With nobody's help all by myself
I can do it at a level

up Scotty
Smoking that pressure this shit is Biscotti
Lately been drinking so I'm out my body
I'm by myself I ain't fearing nobody
Gas up my truck this

Some times, some days
I just want to pack my bags and run away, to a place
Searching for that perfect getaway

Man it's like fuck, I need me some sun

hard
I never claimed to be perfect
My sights are set
I never aimed to be perfect
Only good enough
To welcome peace into my space
These demons ain't been

on my tragedies
I need to find a way to take away the pain and make it a memory

Look, I will never change but my mind elevate
Damaged by my past

describe it but all I can say is perfect

Ive been sitting by the ocean I've been sipping on a potion 
I know you came before so I wait by the sea shore

Shawty Said she want it
Really she be getting too much
I be getting money perfect timing
Yeah that's too clutch
Don't know how we do it
Really we

gunplay
Smith and Wesson teach a lesson to anybody
If I need me a Lil stepper ima hit up Jhacari
And I keep me a Lil glocky, I don't trust nobody
Remember I

I know you're not perfect, I know I'm not worth it
Bottom line is I still want this to work with you
I know you're not perfect, I know I'm not worth