Loca

This life is what I'm livin' yeah' I'm wild why you trippin' I like some hype in the vision Yeah, I like it iced out, I like the trap sound, but I ain't boujiee now You might think I'm Loca, aye But I got some Angels on my shoulders, aye I ain't worried 'bout a thing 'Cause Jesus knows my name and if you listen when I sing I'm not perfect, but I'm worth it... Yeah I like the Gucci and the Louis and Versace I'd like to drive my real ones in a 'Gatti or a 'Rari But when it all comes down to it God brings me down to ground with it Yeah we all like the sound of it but, aye What's temporary's on the surface, aye But everlasting, is Your purpose, aye aye The purpose in me, aye The purpose in we, aye And I know, and I know, and I know that (Aye) I'm not perfect, but I'm worth it... You might think I'm Loca, aye But I got some Angels on my shoulders, aye I ain't worried 'bout a thing 'Cause Jesus knows my name and if you listen when I sing I'm not perfect But I'm worth it... I'm not perfect But I'm worth it... (I'm not perfect) You might think I'm Loca (But I'm worth it) You might think I'm Loca (I'm not perfect) You might think I'm Loca (But I'm worth it) Yeah, you might think I'm Loca...