Perfecto Lyrics - Mac Miller

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Yeah, yeah 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

Well it ain't perfect but I don't mind 

Because it's working 

Who really has the time ? 

It ain't perfect but I don't mind 

'Cause on the surface I know so fine 

But really I'm bugging, bugging 

Making something out of nothing 

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Yeah, as hard as it gets, cool, calm and collected 

Holding my breath this, ain't what I expected 

Don't argue to death, pull my heart out of my chest 

The cards are all on the table I'm calling it 

Don't say it I swallow it 

When living off the borrowed time 

Often I'm on the fence on a line 

Adding up what's on my mind 

My feet on the clouds, head on the ground 

That we going down, bet you know me now 

I'm treading water I swear 

If I drown I don't care 

They calling for me from the shore, 

I need more 

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Well it ain't perfect but I don't mind 

Because it's working 

(Is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?) 

Who really has the time 

(Is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?, is it?) 

It ain't perfect but I don't mind 

'Cause on the surface I know so fine 

But really I'm bugging, bugging 

Making something out of nothing 

It feel like the weekend on the Tuesday 

I can move days 

Its "I got something else to do" day 

Always do hate, If I do say 

The D'USSE with the homies like it's Kool Aid 

Me, I'm just tryna play it cool J (anyways) 

Yeah, mind over matter I'm 

Purer than alkaline 

Bitch stuck on album time 

I gotta get out to shine 

Fly on the wall, shit I was bugging 

Miss me like you getting withdrawal 

I keep that coming, yeah 

I'm treading water I know 

If I start moving I flow 

They nothing new it- 

Just play it cool baby, just play it cool 

You know, cool 

Well it ain't perfect but I don't mind 

Because it's working 

Who really has the time, at all 

It ain't perfect but I don't mind 

'Cause on the surface I know so fine 

But really I'm bugging, bugging 

Making something out of nothing 

Yeah, tell me you love me spin me around 

Pretty please pick me up in the air and don't put me down 

You seen it all unfold, sat back and watched 

Knowing time don't give a fuck about clocks until they stop 

Bare feet, running late, her car is started 

Even though the only thing that she driving, a hard bargain 

More important is I'm kinda sorta out the door but 

She put me back together when I'm out of order 

Perfect