Lyrics:
In so many bourgeois homes Van Gogh's sunflowers radiate from the walls,
Yet he lived in utter misery, condemned by those very same people.
Why is it
at a breakneck speed only reachable by a, a seventy-something in tear-away vestments.
And so, like the pilgrims before him, Dino Sore tightened the laces of his
though
So if I pull up with this drake it aint from canada doe
I finally had put myself in da position to win
Too many fallen a victim to da condition we
(GRRR) Coming right out of Colombia
Where the scenes jumpy, right by la costa (La costa)
They aint gonna talk no more
Cah im up now tell them boy there
won't see me fallin in love with a trick
Girl I'm only in love with my chips
But I let her go down if she just wanna lick
She told me that she won't
be playin' these tricks, I can't go for this shit (Nah)
I swear I'm ballin' on these n*****, give me a scholarship (Ballin' on these)
Just spent
receives especially at eve
She's grinding on me
I'm grinding all week
Trick up my sleeve
Nice little beat
I ain't no Adam and she ain't no Eve
Dick
bitches out there but I grow weed plants
So every time I hit the blunt
It's like I'm hitting that ass
And I'm Shaggy, throwing heads in the air by
legit
On the low I got it lit
Think they hot but we blowing out they shit, candle
Opps be broke I'm feeling rich
I want money by the handful
Got em
"Tarantula"
Got Canada on calendar so shout-out to my manager
I walked through in South Africa, I jumped in 'bout four Acuras
I flip it just like a spatula,
in front of your very eyes)
All you got to do is say the word and I'll show you a trick or two
(and I'll show you a trick or two)
Cause I can do
I would still be on my feet
Oh I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
And I'm drawn to those ones that
would still be on my feet
Oh, I am a lonely painter, I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil and I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid
still be on my feet
I am a lonely painter
I live in a box of paints
I'm frightened by the devil
But I'm drawn to those ones that ain't
I remember
Don’t wanna play by your own rules
so you make em up however you choose
Thought we could be on the same team
you warming the bench I’m out of your
to Canada and Atlanta
I'm back, on my bully and bullshit etcetera
I'm gully as a stolen n fully loaded beretta gun
Ain't no Maybach but this Jetta run
I'm
Yeah
Back up in this bitch
Sandstone in this bitch
Yeah
We back
Ay
Ay
Yeah
I be with the gas, pump 3, with a lighter
Talking my shit, even when I'm
, aye
Bands on my wrist
I got bitches on my dick, uh
Criss Angel bitch, I'm full of magic tricks, aye
Make ten songs in a week
Swear to god I never
look like Canada
I'm a geeker, I'm a blast off into space like astronaut
It's Toy Machine on my board yeah when I'm pulling off
In my head yeah where I
I'm rolling round in a coupe
Why you looking at me I ain't looking at you
I'm in the six rocking Canada goose yeah
Cartier all on my face
Check
bloopas
Thankin' God for my life
And sayin Hallelujah
I'm not here by chance
I'm Nature in a Trance
Our Life is Picture Perfect
Hard to see it at first
spoiled by her dad she been rotten
I'm a legend in my city but I'm still dropping
This coat cost fifteen cause it's real ostrich
The ops think it's squashed
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
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