Picasso
Miles Edward
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I been on it for a long time If I'm being honest Swam against a strong tide Drowning in the profits The competition all died Acting out of pocket Now your bitch is all mine She let me hit it like a bop-it Yea, they think they all fly But I'm chilling in the cockpit Talking shit all online Yea, I think they need to stop it Before I hit the jawline Eyes be popping out the socket Throwing pesos, dollars, yen Out my pocket sipping sake I ain't playing games, call a referee Tired of motherfuckers always checking me I'm a pitbull, you a poodle You ain't fucking my pedigree If this wasn't meant for me Then middle fingers be my legacy I know they probably talking out of jealousy At least it better be They calling me the ruler Cuz you always tryna measure me I ain't fucking with your energy I hope we never meet, yea I'm about my money like the treasury All about the green like some celery Given her the platinum card and Told her shop her heart out out in Beverly Making memories I gotta paycheck coming every week This for him, her, them and you too Call me Bono Been a Padawan to the game Ahsoka Tano 'Bout to boo you off stage Like we in Apollo I'm just tryna get paid Like I hit the lotto Coming up from nothing I'ma make it from the grotto Something out of nothing Paint the picture like Picasso Coming up from nothing I'ma make it from the grotto Something out of nothing Paint the picture like Picasso Yea I've been on one for a long time Had to learn the code That shit got me online Now I'm up and off the ropes All up in my bloodline No one ever offered hope Now I'm on the front line They be sleeping comatose I don't take them serious Yea, I treat 'em like a hobby Ain't no need for GPS I know you know just how to find me Hit you with a suplex When I see you in the lobby I be acting ruthless You gon' make me catch a body If you ain't first, then you last And that's word to Ricky Bobby Yea I'm finna zoom past And that go for anybody Got 'em asking who that It don't matter you could try me I be on my mob vibes Sipping vino, eating gnocchi We already locked eyes She let me ride it, Kawasaki Ain't no way that you can stop me Always flaunted, acted cocky Got my weight up, looking stocky On my way up, you can't spot me Coming down, it's kamikaze Coming up from nothing I'ma make it from the grotto Something out of nothing Paint the picture like Picasso Coming up from nothing I'ma make it from the grotto Something out of nothing Paint the picture like Picasso I ain't playing games, call a referee Tired of motherfuckers always checking me I'm a pitbull, you a poodle You ain't fucking my pedigree If this wasn't meant for me Then middle fingers be my legacy I ain't playing games, call a referee Tired of motherfuckers always checking me I ain't playing games Tired of motherfuckers always checking me
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