Lyrics:
The sun's out
Dirty laundry
A full house
I'm just tryna have a good day
Bird songs
Make a melody
Telling me
That I'm bouta have a good day
(Ay)
Ten
see it)
Got a deal with Sony now we richer (you see it)
Look me up I'm in The Source see my picture (you see it)
I got hoes just coming to my shows
too far from by the river
And I always knew I'd come far ever since I was a lil' one (D-Roc)
Nah, for real
I always knew that I'd be
I'd be doin'
the brother
Call for total wealth to distribute like a picture
In black and white, give it joy, give it, let it hit you
Spoil our existence by extreme gift
you all to know I send these Shells sincerely
Put your picture on a shirt If you ever get near me
Those that don't know me you would hate to see me
by the door
That bares our name
With a date on the bottom
Etched in the picture frame
I close my eyes and all I see
Is a picture of me with you,
I ain't, pressed by my pills, not here N***a now lack, no fear, it's clear
Focus bring change, no sneer, I'm here Tryna shed light on the real
(yes, you are)
And them panties came off (ooh, yes they did)
I'ma give you some privacy (uh)
Pictures with your stepsisters (hmm)
N. K. Jemisin with
I get by, head to Best Buy going SKRT on the 95
VB in my hand, I’m just happy to be alive
I picture myself as a Scrooge McDuck
But it’s into happiness
gon make it happen while you look to the sky
It's the N-E-smoke to-L's don't ask me-why
4-42 on the lyin don't pass me by
Paint like onions make
harder than it seems
To make ends meet
But I think I found a way
To paint a picture of what I want to say
I'll write the words on the street
So big you can
Just lurking on ya pictures
Rolling round da City dumping ashes out da window
Use to play Nintendo now we playing with extendos
I just got cop a qp
the foreign
Bad bitch yea she fine
Big whips big clips nigga picture me touring
Like a eagle in the sky nigga picture me soarin'
With a big red cup nigga
whip for a lick lick
Yea no I already know its sick sick
War games picking up my weights cause I do dirty work instead ay
I don't need nothing nothing
it was red or sum
Like a fat bitch profile picture I want neck and up
Bitch you trippin' trippin'
I just know you ain't all in my business
I put
a few stains
Dirty Diana
Dirty Diana
Coconut skin right by the beach feel like I'm in the Bahamas
I'm not picture perfect baby but I'm part o the frame
a lil bigger
Got bitches looking at her dirty but I still dig her
Now call the jeweler up I'm coming for that Rolex
I gotta get one for my son so we could
keep, by killing cattle
I'm sitting on a high horse, named 30 30
Kicking up dust, leave yo whole town dirty
Face covered up with a blue bandana
Southern
I'm not no entertainer
I'm an illustrator
Used to drown my eyes in Viseen
Picture painter
Paint a perfect crime scene
Play in traffic if y'all know
seen some ugly trees
There was a werewolf honkin'
'Long the side of me
I'm mean 'n I'm bad, why'know I ain't no sissy
Got a big-titty girly by
ain't shit but long division
A vision of a suited black man peddling dream logic overlooks a park bench
Kids kaleidoscope into an arch and two by two
planted seeds and they hatched, sparkin' the flame
Inside my brain like a match, such a dirty game
No memories, just a misery
Paintin' a picture of my
The guns are dirty? You know I double check the safe
I take it all, still be the last to escape
Kick It like Q-Tip, we get it killed for a few chips
(Recitation) Frank and Jesse James were products of their environment. They were sent out into the woods by their parents to forage for berries,
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