Lyrics Ain't Perfect - Kün

Ooo Snvke on the beat

Look, my timing ain't perfect
I'm not even sure if she flirting, I'm walking my talk and she feel so discerning
I don't got time for none of you vermin, I'm living this life predetermined
One day they love you, the next they hate you, I can't make it up this concerning
I feel like I'm higher but this ain't religious, I don't wanna listen to sermons

You give me a call that you wanna ball but I know that you just a burden
I'm giving It all for y'all so far, I'm not even touching the surface
I gotta job, want all the money forever it's not even certain
Lookin' from person to person they all listen different to how I lay verses
Some bitches they love It, the others they hate it, I'm casually sippin' the bourbon
Might as well put on this turban, I'm working to make sure you bitches is nervous
I'm talking to Shelbe, imagine if she never found out I'm talking to Morgan
I feel like I'm Tristan but this ain't my mission, but I know y'all loving this version

Look, my timing ain't perfect
Smoking that bag on Thursday
Walk in the club with fire J's
Move out the way, It's my lane
You gotta say it to my face
Talking that shit I say okay
Talking that shit I say okay
Look, my timing ain't perfect
She wanna vibe it's working
She at the club, she twerking
Put on a show and she curving
Dance floor stay burning
Kamikaze on the surface
Picked a hobby and it's chirping
Talking that shit you ain't learning

Look, my timing ain't perfect
I'm not even sure if she flirting, I'm walking my talk and she feel so discerning
I don't got time for none of you vermin, I'm living this life predetermined
One day they love you, the next they hate you, I can't make it up this concerning
I feel like I'm higher but this ain't religious, I don't wanna listen to sermons

Head on a swivel, I'm watching my back
I gotta learn how to move and attack
OG bag put me right on my ass
Life is a teacher, I'm sipping on that
Dirty, dirty, lemonade in the back
Back of the class so the teacher won't ask
Bad grade, I do better with math
This that god flow of a nap
Won't ever change for a rat out the trap cuz' they chasing cheese since they got on the Map
Have u noticed that them bitches is cap
Saying they out here whippin' Cadillacs
But really they broke frauds with Pontiacs
They begging the government, gimme' some stacks
Why the fuck am I paying this tax
Just hit the sack, smoking the bag, I realized I'm really in love with the rap

Look, my timing ain't perfect
Smoking that bag on Thursday
Walk in the club with fire J's
Move out the way, It's my lane
You gotta say it to my face
Talking that shit I say okay
Talking that shit I say okay
Look, my timing ain't perfect
She wanna vibe it's working
She at the club, she twerking
Put on a show and she curving
Dance floor stay burning
Kamikaze on the surface
Picked a hobby and it's chirping
Talking that shit you ain't learning
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