I Ain't Perfect - Mozzy, Blxst

It’s my addiction, though

Huh?

Let me tell you 'bout the pain in them broken homes (In them broken homes)

Let me tell you 'bout the flesh wounds and broken bones (I'm talkin' broken

bones)

Let me tell you 'bout the absence of a rolling stone (Nigga talkin' 'bout it)

Mama said he wanna leave, then let that nigga go

Shout out SSI 'cause them the checks that we been livin' on

Fuck the IRS, that half a ticket that they hit me for

I’m sippin' slow

Told the world I quit, it’s hard to kick it, though

Least I don’t promote it on the 'Gram, this my addiction, though

It numb the pain that I be goin' through, who are you to judge?

I miss you, Brenda Usher, without you, I been secluded, love

These people use your love against you, they abuse your love

She been abused by all these men in the pursuit of love

We suited up

Never mind the peons who ain’t do enough

Compassion for the hopeless and the homeless 'cause they been through enough

Right there on the ave with the killers before I knew enough

I just bought a truck for my daughters and bulletproofed 'em up

Yeah

Elevated my hustle

Off the muscle, a different day, different struggle

Can’t be complacent, I blue face up the duffle

Duckin' them cases, God was makin' me humble

I had to beat the streets, bitch, I play for keeps

Enemies close, watch the company I keep

I ain’t perfect, but I work on that at least, uh

I ain’t perfect, I been hurtin', let me be, yeah

Beat the streets, ayy, bitch, I play for keeps

Enemies close, watch the company I keep

I ain’t perfect, but I work on that at least, uh

I ain’t perfect, I been hurtin', let me be, yeah

I would love to see you on, but now to each his own (But now to each his own)

Many symptoms of depression, I can’t reach the phone (I can’t reach the phone)

Baby left when I fell off, now she won’t leave me 'lone (Ayy, she won’t leave

me 'lone)

Who you know that signed for M’s and got to keep his soul?

(Huh?)

It was roaches in the Apple Jacks, wouldn’t eat at home

Mama managing McDonald’s, hardly be at home

I’m returning to the slums to get my people right

Them people undefeated, in them courts, it ain’t no equal fight

I told him keep his head up, it’ll be aight (It'll be aight)

He asked my why Allah took twenty-three to life (Took twenty-three to life)

When they ask me where I’m from, I’ll always be precise (Yeah)

And if I middleman the play, then I’m gon' tweak the price

On Jesus Christ

Retaliation help me sleep at night

And that lil' time I did in county offered peace of mind

Keep in mind

Every time I slid was for the hood behalf

Sentimental 'bout it, disrespect it, I’ma cook his ass

Yeah

Elevated my hustle

Off the muscle, a different day, different struggle

Can’t be complacent, I blue face up the duffle

Duckin' them cases, God was makin' me humble

I had to beat the streets, bitch, I play for keeps

Enemies close, watch the company I keep

I ain’t perfect, but I work on that at least, uh

I ain’t perfect, I been hurtin', let me be, yeah

Beat the streets, ayy, bitch, I play for keeps

Enemies close, watch the company I keep

I ain’t perfect, but I work on that at least, uh

I ain’t perfect, I been hurtin', let me be, yeah