Lyrics:
lay awake in the dark
Id imagine you pretty picture of
Perfect magnitude what I thought we could b
Overcome by your subtle darkness my
Light is not
When you see me
I'm clean
Pretty flashy with diamonds
Probably rolling through Queens
Drippy down in designers
Though my shooters in silence
Real
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 to population
Father
the Rebel with me, she a Kamikaze
She smoke a nigga, I'm a burn the body
Feds snapping pictures, like the paparazzi
Tryna frame my gang so they can hang my
I ain't no lame (Yeah)
Fuck you better than yo last nigga, we ain't the same (Mm-mm, mm)
And you pretty as a picture, I put you in a frame
Callin me
blind to walk away
From that little bit of heaven that's still yesterday
Sing me back home with the songs that you play
Paint pretty pictures with
I'm the highlight
Want me in his pictures for his highlights
Anything I want I get what I like
If you don't go that way then don't waste my time
I'll
of you
I'm not sure if you stick in mind cuz I love you
Or to help me write a song like this
I picture your smile, I picture your glance
Do you envision
paradise
I don't know if I'm licked by flames or if I'm freezing in ice
Everything around me looks
Like a pretty picture book
But everything around me seems
the stars align
To paint a pretty picture in my mind
When will pretending start to be real life?
I don't know, how could I know?
Hello
Please listen to me
to remember
But I’ve been writing all your memories down
And I stopped by today
To read a couple pages
Grandma, you sure look pretty
And you smiled that smile
fly away like caterpillars
So if you don't know by now then you should probably get familiar
My, my leather jacket, thriller
There sure ain't nothin'
world, now there's always time, to getch'a
I guess by now you get the picture of what I'm tryin' to say
I'm ballin' outta control
Niggaz trippin' off me,
Many people look through their wallet or their pocket books and, way down at the bottom, past the
credit cards and baby pictures and so on, you
it'll all be gray
But your picture on my wall
It reminds me, that it's not so bad
It's not so bad
My tea's gone cold, I'm wondering why I
Got out
Wrapping paper in the gutter
Moving slowly as the wind on the sea,
(Faces calling, waves moving)
In your picture on a wall of a house of old
guy
Wey Fall in wid d gyal but
Guy nuh fi talk him mind!
You Dont need ta hide
Anytime i pass you by
Because i gotchu pon my radar
I wanna be yo betty
Every single time
You catch me by surprise
I just can't put my finger on it
Let's paint a pretty picture, picture
And as I lay down with ya, I'mma
the picture, see the difference in the poses
Props to the above, oh so glad that he chose this man of the land
So I'm sorta like Moses, watch out for the thorns
I don't know
But it seems that every single dream's
Bm
Painted pretty pictures in the air
D e
And it tumbles in despair
F#m
And it starts
sleeping
And I know that I'm the man on Susie's mind
I'm the pretty dress she buys
I'm the little bug she drives
I'm the picture that she shows
To everybody
Feeling is right but it's getting pretty late I
Feed something nice this ain't getting in my way
No time for the shit so come next to where I lay
don't go don't don't leave
Pretty please don't go don't leave
I need you here right now
I need you so much more than your eyes could see
Don't go don't
painted my picture
That got fucked up by the weather
I told you I would make it
And I still ain't sayin never
Opportunities get wasted
Then you Die from
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