Perfect

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    Perfect, perfect, perfect, perfect
    Perfect

    Coming up, I never really had shit
    No bedframe, just the floor and the mattress
    No left lane, stuck in slow moving traffic
    Then I made racks on racks off practice

    Now everything is perfect, I don't look at price tags
    All I do is purchase, remember back in high school
    No one liked the gay kid, had to learn to fight soon
    All them hicks mad 'cause I turned into a tycoon
    Now my life a business, I made it off of my own shit
    Soundcloud check to an iphone 6
    Flow used to blow like cyclones did
    Now I'll make your mixtape with my eyes closed, bitch
    Might pioneer a genre from my bedside
    From my bedside
    Got me feeling sorry for the next guy
    Better luck next time
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    Coming up, I never really had shit
    No bedframe, just the floor and the mattress
    No left lane, stuck in slow-moving traffic
    Then I made racks on racks off practice
    Coming up, I never really had shit
    No bedframe, just the floor and the mattress
    No left lane, stuck in slow-moving traffic
    Then I made racks on racks off practice

    Went from an rock band mic to an off-brand mic
    To the god damn mic I'm using--stupid
    Most of y'all cats so clueless--nuisances
    Stepping in front of my movement--move it
    You really gotta believe me
    The competition was easy
    They came to me with a treaty
    I couldn't stress it enough
    Started out with a message
    And turned to local legend
    But now it's not even a question
    I'm your celebrity crush
    Labels called it a gamble
    They said I'm too much to handle
    I couldn't fit on the panel
    But now they ready to bluff
    Cats who used to belittle me
    Hitting me, say they spitting heat
    Every one of my enemies
    Getting left in the dust
    That's a promise, I feel so on it

    Bars rock hard like a god damn onix
    Most y'all kids need hooked on phonics
    Every new song's the just the same old garbage
    Be more honest... Honestly, I promise that it's worth it
    I remember balancing geometry with wording
    I remember practicing through callouses and curses
    But now my life feel so god damn perfect

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