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Perfect Image
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Perfect Image was released on October 24, 2023 by Don BrookX as a part of the album Why Be Sad
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Release DateOctober 24, 2023
LabelDon BrookX
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM97

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Don Brookx
Don Brookx
Songwriter
Kevin Granville
Kevin Granville
Songwriter

Lyrics

I can't blame them if they don't ask
Million dollars on my mind and it don't pass
Paint a picture of my world is the perfect image
Wrote this letter to the sun and the moon glistened
Paint a picture, paint, paint, paint a picture
Paint a picture, paint, paint, paint a
Paint a picture of my world its the perfect image
Wrote this letter to the sun and the moon
Glisten
Paint a picture, paint, paint, paint a picture
Paint a picture, paint, paint, paint a, up
Paint a picture in my world its the perfect image
Wrote this letter to the sun and the moon
Glistened
I ain't worried about that bitch cause my girl listen
Take a trip with a ho, now my girl with us
Flow sickening, cold symptoms, blow digits
Wipe my nose with a stack to show I blow different
God granted my vision, I'm on a whole mission
Star image, my **** die, I act different
No clipping, **** die if I start tripping
For my people, I'm that **** cement vision
Stay close to the tension that made me grow richer
More money, more problems, don't cause me no issue
Floor seats for the cook, don't hold lettuce
Fam know I ain't a chef, I burn cheddar
Don't want shit in a whip that ain't leather
Bad bitch stuck on my hip, I'm Hugh Hefner
Don't do much in the club but two-stepping
Circle small, hang around the C like I'm swimming
Walk by, nothing to see, I ain't crippin
You gotta get burnt for the beef, it's Don Sizzle
Paint a picture of my world, it's the perfect image
Wrote letter to the sun and the moon glistening
Paint a picture, paint, paint, paint a picture
Paint a picture, paint, paint, paint a, uh
Paint a picture of my world, it's the perfect image
Open letter to my son and the moon glistened
I remember being hungry, my mom out grinding
Two-ply wood bed while the moon shined
Strung out as a youngin' so I wouldn't sell
Fam sending bread, it's gone before it hit the mail
Dummy out NC, but way too smart for jail
I won't ever snitch, I never switch, I know that well
Ain't telling people shit till I'm out of town
Disappearing with some power, I'm a ghost now
I'm with the fuck around, you **** all toast now
I've been down and been round in both towns
DC know what's poppin' when I show out
Six blunts and that's all before we roll out
I pull up to much smoke to blow down
Big Don the mob out in your town
I can't blame them if they don't ask, (uh)
Million dollars on my mind and it don't pass
Do the dash if I don't last, (uh)
On my race beat a case when I'm out of cash
I can't blame if they don't ask, (uh)
Million dollars on my mind and it don't pass
Do the dash if I don't last, (uh)
On my race beat the case when I'm out of cash
Written by: Kevin Granville, Xavier Don Brooks
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