Paintin’ Pictures

[Intro]
Aye, yea
You won't hear my side
Ooh, yea
I— Play it smooth

[Hook]
You won’t hear my side cause all I do is chase figures
They dirtied up my name but they just really paintin pictures
I know I pop my shit the most but I got real feelings
Won't catch me talkin on the net I'm raised by real killers
Ain’t televising threats but I might have to Will Smith em
Like when you see this light flash you won't have no memory
Make a pussy life flash he won't make it out to Emory
Box a hunnid of em ship it out make deliveries

[Verse]
Say you hеar me is you feelin me
I died so I can livе it ain't no killing me
I pull up make my move then I leave soon
When I pull up in that Lorde ain't no back and forth
Everyday a better day, what we stackin for
It's just us, ain't no cameras, what ya actin for?
Tellin me “no” baby that's like hurting me
I want your soul, all of you belongs to me
I know it hurts cause I can’t give you all of me
My main bitch yea she got a hold over me
I gotta eat
My sister kids gotta eat
You lovin me
But you say I love the streets
Come talk to me
You can’t make that choice for me
You outta bounds tryna bring a referee
I'm outta town working out the doubletree
Touchdown add em up like 23

[Hook]
You won’t hear my side cause all I do is chase figures
They dirtied up my name but they just really paintin pictures
I know I pop my shit the most but I got real feelings
Won't catch me talkin on the net I'm raised by real killers
Ain't televising threats but I might have to Will Smith em
Like when you see this light flash you won’t have no memory
Make a pussy life flash he won't make it out to Emory
Box a hunnid of em ship it out make deliveries