Perfect Hand

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

I'm not rolling nowhere without my ball

Yeah

Look at my ball, it's perfect

Yeah

I might crush in summer, but I love in fall

Yeah

I'm pretty sure winter's perfect

Yeah

Yeah

I'm not playing numbers, I'm painting facts

Yeah

Lie in this light, it's perfect

Yeah

I don't mind the present, and I like the past

Yeah

I think that the future's worth it

Yeah

I'll save the best of me, saving the best of me for you

Yeah

And when you roll back home, I'll be painting light for you

Yeah

I make the best I can, doing the best that I can do

Yeah

There's something calling me, something's calling me to you

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

I'm not making practice, I'm painting hands

Yeah

Look at your hand, it's perfect

Yeah

I'm not singing fantasy at the sun

Yeah

I'm not looking thirty, I'm looking one

Yeah

I'll save a part of me, saving a part of me in love

Yeah

And when you roll back home, I wanna be painting here in love

Yeah

You gotta be better you, I gotta be better me for that

Yeah

I'll save the best for you, saving the best of me for you

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah