Ghetts
Imperfection (Sir Spyro Remix)
[Pre-Chorus: Fuse ODG]
We rise then we fall away
We hung up then we call away
Leave, I'll [?] to miss you today
We can't have it all, oh yeah

[Chorus: Fuse ODG]
I'm gonna love you anyway, I'm gonna love you anyway
I'm gonna love you anyway, I'm gonna love you anyway
I'm gonna love you anyway, I'm gonna love you anyway
I'm gonna love you anyway, I'm gonna love you anyway
Imperfection

[Verse 1: Ghetts]
Me and [?] are well
All the other shit don't matter to me
He was there when a n***a had a gap in the teeth
And that's a gap with a capital G
Beauty and a man that's a beast and now I'm looking like a million
I can get pussy by the minute and
I'm pulling up on a civilian
Girl I couldn't fuck when I was a little'un
She was an old school peng ting
Now she a new school dead ting
And man like me, I'm Funkmaster Flexing
She was telling her friends I was ugly
What's good? I fucked half your bredrins
I come past in Benzes
I stomp hard, it's endless
So what's your man got?
Only a bus pass to mention
[Chorus: Fuse ODG]

[Verse 2: Frisco]
She told me she's in love with the way that I dress
Lately, she's been onto my Insta
And she's always thinking a madness
Anytime she lays her eyes on my picture
Babe, well if it's that then
I gotta confess too and say
Back when I was a likkle man I had a crush on you back then
But the truth is I weren't ready for you back then
OK then? Well if there ain't nothing left to confess
Pour the drink, let me roll some cess
Kick back and let the grilled sea bass that we just ate digest
Capital F to R-I-S, don't peck when it comes to sex
We got a positive vibe in the bedroom, only word come out her mouth is "yes"

[Chorus: Fuse ODG]

[Verse 3: Tinchy]
Let me go, let me loose, let me free, let me see
Let me speak, it's the truth I'm stating
Let me know, let me hold
Let the case unfold like a show and we never do faking
I know you know, two seater, I came alone
But the space ain't vacant
[?] and they're telling me my heart is cold
Well, it's done being taken
Fuck about, don't fuck with us, we don't fuck about
Frisco's sticky, we stuck it out
East side of the motherland, she's proud
I'm about, we're local
We answer questions on questions, send em loco
Hear my vocal
Sound like a perfect match, no riding solo, oh no
[Chorus: Fuse ODG]

[Pre-Chorus: Fuse ODG]