Picture Perfect (Explicit)

Background Uhhhhhyeeaaah

Jocs Dad: Everything that glitters aint gold baby

Yung Joc: I hear ya Daddy

Chorus x2

Im choppin 24s

Blowin good dro

Yeah I got plenty Hoes

Life aint picture perfect

Yeah ya see the ice

And I dress nice

Make em look twice

Life aint picture perfect

Yeah Im blowin on some good lime

Skatin on two 85s

Wouldnt believe half the sh*t thats skatin through a *s mind

745 complimented with leather and wood

Chickens on my dick cuz a ni**a fresh and smellin good

Jack boys plottin on my stacks on deck

Wanna put the Tec to my chest for the ice on my neck

Oh yeah its easy to attain it all

Harder to maintain it all

If you want a pierfect picture only god can paint it dog

*s in these videos with multi-platinum projects

Cant even get credit cards

And they Momma stay in projects

How is that Scracth my head

Somethin dont seem right

Ya teeth full of ice

So when ya smile I seen lights

Seems like Im hatin Im just statin the facts

I aint feelin to smile in ya face and put a blade in your back

Now try not to get caught up on the way sh*t looks

Cuz everything aint picture perfect just listen to the hook

Chourus x2

Yeah Im off in magic city

Trickin them a**and titties

B**ches blowin me kisses makin me wanna hit it

I must admit got a good chick and she been holdin me down

But I aint f**kin around cuz there is too much sh*t goin around

Like the rims on my pickup

Scared to get my dick sucked

Ni**a run into the clinic even from a hiccup

Pick up the pieces from the f**kin puzzle

Im affiliated with *s who murder rob and hustle

Plus you think Im ballin cuz Im poppin Crys and spendin Gs

Im just tryin to drink away the pain that killed my ni**a steve

Ni**a please I aint sh*t

Cookies and cream

Feelin like Marvin it make me wanna holla and scream

Chorus x2

Now half the sh*t ya doin already been done

And thats why half my *s dead locked up or on the run

That d**e money aint sufficient it dont last all ways

*s trap all night in project hallways

All day long *s front like stars

On them big a**rims that most than they cars

Spent 300 on a outfit a hundred on some nikes

But his baby needs wopes diapers and pedialite

And you prolly got a cousin brother or a friend

And this song sound like it from begging to end

Then again it might be me

And Im tired of the nonsense

Cant sleep at night cause I got a guilty conscience

Chorus x2

Background: Can't you see over and over until it fades out