Picture Perfect Lyrics

I hate I cant be picture perfect

At least I'm working

I hate my soul cold

I blame da ones who hurt me

Young king branched out da hood

'N found my own purpose

Rather be an outcast

Then out here soul searching

I hate I cant be picture perfect

At least I'm working

I hate my soul cold

I blame da ones who hurt me

Young king branched out da hood

'N found my own purpose

Rather be a outcast

Then out here soul searching

I wish I could be

So many things

In

So many ways

I feel destiny calling my name for real

Back of my mind

Tryna figure out how it all happened

They counted me out long time ago

I should be trapped in

Da cycle

But I slipped through 'n found a crack in it

Bit da apple just like Adam

Sins

Committed plenty

Born imperfect so know I will again

Born savage

I just learned how to tame it

Born loner

I ain't never needed friends

Put family first

They all that matter in da end

Stand on loyalty strong

You gotta understand

Gotta be one 100 percent

99.9 you can't get in

I hate I cant be picture perfect

At least I'm working

I hate my soul cold

I blame da ones who hurt me

Young king branched out da hood

'N found my own purpose

Rather be an outcast

Then out here soul searching

I hate I cant be picture perfect

At least I'm working

I hate my soul cold

I blame da ones who hurt me

Young king branched out da hood

'N found my own purpose

Rather be a outcast

Then out here soul searching

It's

Easy to cry

It's

Hard to live

It's

Easy to die

Coming up in war zone

Seeing bullets fly

Boolin' on da wrong side

Yeen got yo fire

That's suicide

These rounds color blind

They taken all lives

I know you pussy

Ain't no way you having nine lives

Make sure the job done

Lil war gone hit you nine times

Traumatized

Fucked up

In my own mind

Keep my distance

Still I wonder if you alright

Shit went left

Out of spite

But it's all life

Not forever

But I plan to live da best of mine

By my side

All I need is a loyal wife

I hate I cant be picture perfect

At least I'm working

I hate my soul cold

I blame da ones who hurt me

Young king branched out da hood

'N found my own purpose

Rather be an outcast

Then out here soul searching

I hate I cant be picture perfect

At least I'm working

I hate my soul cold

I blame da ones who hurt me

Young king branched out da hood

'N found my own purpose

Rather be a outcast

Then out here soul searching

Yea