Patient Picasso

[Intro]
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing left

[Verse]
Dropping 'em chopping 'em, ain't no real, stopping 'em
Kather keep popping, I'm full
Plotting on me like I ain't gotta clue
Smoke out my nose, think I'm Benny The Bull
Fuck on your bitch keep guessing on who
Ride thru the stress I'ma jex and be bool
Spent about 10k last year on the goop
Just living my life, don't know what to do
With all of these problems, but I don't need to solve 'em
Rather keep mix and dissolving off in New Orleans
Where killas got kids that grow up and be like they fathers, I mean regardless
Just tell me what's left and I'll be there first to applaud it
Pull up and park it, like all of these keys
But push button, get it started, I mean regardless
I need that wraith like spitta, I need that weight like Richard, I'm tryna cop a villa
I'm tryna be the villain, I'm tryna see the millions, lately don't need these feelings
As long as there's something left, as long as the feelings felt keep making me feel myself
I need at least two myself, been thinking like fuck my health
Don't need anybody help, a waste of life

[Outro]
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Left, left, left, left
Left, left, left, left