Maybach Music She's just perfect in every right of way But I don't think I can handle her pain So messed up and I'm too busy just running my game Girl after girl, mistake after mistake I try to change but they're always around Pulling me down in bed Gave you my word but they were just broken promises Broken condoms, lipstick, moxie, non-protective *** I feel like ***, you know I ain't *** Sorry, won't turn back the clock Baby I took the bench cause I knew you Wouldn't believe it so I used you I'm sorry Sorry don't make it right, I know We at the crib, she got her legs wrapped around my waist Conversating, she lick every tattoo that's on my face Like a thug, I just wanna ***, that's everyday Temporary separations, confessing my mistakes She packed her bags and left me home and I'm still hurt Your new pussy but she can't tell me that it's real First, a lot of lies, apologize, the first real When she hit us, thinking to herself, damn this verse real Rehab out in Vegas, that made this a murderous set Zender bottles to her table, then made love on the jet Temporary thrills, all these women you think I tossed My feelings genuine, disregard what you see on blogs I've been the boss before I recorded Meek's song Milling cash on the gram, they trending Meek Chong In the D, my G, he throwing that P-Stone Every picture that you post, the comments on each one I'm just a typical ordinary nigga But I know that I can't change the rules All this time I blamed you cause I know what I'm doing Stepping on your heart again, relationship ruined I try to change but I'm always out, ***ing around in the club Pieces of my love letter tore up from this breakup My worst nightmare with trial in my back, I wish I could wake up Yeah I'm like ***, no I ain't ***, but I'm sorry Won't turn back the clock, maybe I took advantage cause I knew you Couldn't believe it so I used you, I'm sorry Gotta love it baby, uh Sorry don't make it right, I know Life's short and baby girl you deserve a winner Every day the diamonds on you get bigger and bigger Hustle for my heart so every night I can deliver Saying sorry laying up a way up in your liver Red bottoms got you walking funny Get you a agent she balling and all she talk is money Take her shopping baby boy ain't no salary caps She get it popping so you better bring battery packs Perfect time to relax, nothing is perfect other than being a perfect match They all watch me cause the moves I make out of they bunches Diamond district, six figures on my shorty nugget I try to change but they always around pulling me down in bed Gave you my word but they were just broken promises Broken condoms, lipstick, moccasin, unprotected *** I feel like ***, no I ain't *** Sorry, won't turn back the clock Baby I took the bench cause I knew you Wouldn't believe it so I used you I'm sorry, sorry don't make it right We're not perfect We're not perfect We're not perfect