We ain't perfect, sometimes we gon' have words
Come talk to me baby, f*ck what your friends heard
She had left when I had nun, look how them tables turned
They burnt they bridge , why they just couldn't wait they damn turn?
I wanna leave sometimes, you make me wanna
Ill go to war , bout my daughter , and her momma
We just like Bonnie and Clyde , My Michelle her Obama
Even on social media, there ain't no man that I follow
I let these hoes wonder, these niggas green like Cosmo
These niggas be some hoes, they want the tea, just like Milo's
Suicide been on my mind, at times it get hard though
On God though
A man gon' be a man, I ain't perfect
Seeing your momma cryin' on the inside, it hurt me
Every since that day, I been grindin', always workin
I tried to talk to God, but I wonder, have He heard me
Always grind, Ion do parties
Put you through a lot , When I was young, ma im so sorry
Remember makin' music off off of bandlab , in the closet
Now look at me now, a nigga with no cap gown
She see me goin' up, she tryna come back now
Venting in my songs, and my heart, I keep on pourin
Remember when they were laughin' at my raps, but I kept goin
Remember they were tellin' me to quit, but I kept goin
40K on apple music, a nigga keep on growin', on God
Tell me how you cross a nigga like me, I show all love
21 with three kids, my daughter, give it all to her
I get on my knees and pray with it get hard
I don't trust no woman , or no man , I talk to God
I ain't talkin' fishing, I bought that other kind of rod
Sometimes I wonder what kinda life I woulda had
If I grew up with my momma and my dad
Would I be a doctor? or be in nba
Would I be an astronaut? ,somewhere out of space?
Would I be a rich kid ? or a YouTuber?
Only God knows.....