Yungest Steppa - Imperfect Lyrics

Got too much goin', I just put life on pause
You think they riding till you locked behind walls
Go get that strap, Don't give no f*ck bout no laws
Before you reach, think is your family your all

I ain't perfect, but you make a nigga think he wanna try
I ain't nervous, I just hate that to get love you gotta die
Bipolar, I got all this ice and still a tote that fire
Still searching I might scratch a name if they stop ever hiding

Went some time, ain't hit the mic, I took a break like I was tired
Every since we put on for the team , they screamin' free the guys
Know a nigga who gone talk his shit, but never down to slide
If you ain't gone take a life for me, I don't really need you, you ain't my kind

If you ain't gone take a life from me how I'ma trust you for the ride
Only way you'll catch them throwing shots, that shit probably online
Only way I see myself counting up a M my dreams align
Thought my purpose was degrees, they must've thought I wouldn't drop a line

I can do without em, they talk bad about me
I maintain without em, pain brought savage out me
Keep on callin', I f*ck, then I'm out it
Used to ballin', they still count me out it

I'm still throwing allies, ain't like I don't wanna see you win just ain't worried bout it,
I can't give you all my time I can't say what happened
I been lookin' for some peace way I came up tragic
I been tryna find myself
I been thought of sadness, I been filled with madness

My dreams started crashin', all I heard was laughin
I'm fightin' demons in my sleep, my soul never perish
I been keepin' this shit, P, I can't think of marriage
I keep thinkin' bout my child, that love everlasting

I know life can get too wild, why I ain't never lackin'
I been getting high as f*ck, straight to the face, no passing
And all them views ain't come from nothin', this shit my f*cking passion

Got too much going, I just put life on pause
You think they riding till you locked behind walls
Go get that strap don't give a f*ck bout no laws
Before you reach, think is your family your all

I ain't perfect, but you make a nigga think he wanna try
I ain't nervous, I just hate that to get love, you gotta die
Bipolar, I got all this ice and still a tote that fire
Still searching I might scratch a name if they stop ever hiding