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figured I had it figured
Life is in living color you the paint that fill my picture

Asking you to love me is asking you to lie 
And tell me that I deserve

I can't paint you a pretty picture
I can't lick a postage stamp
I can't find the words to tell you
I can't poop at summer camp

I can ride a horse

to fall like in my dreams
I see us there, and wish we’d run
Like wild horses in the sun
I think I've lost my way,
we both forgot to see the real
I wanna

It’s never enough, it’s a beaten trend
To follow a horse to the rivers end
But I drink to fill an empty well
Drench moss stones trying to spill
Every

Romanticizing itself
Romanticizing itself
Romanticizing itself

No pretty dresses on kings
No butterscotch on burnt toast
No hot tub of paint 
No

(Sneeze)
(SNEEZE)
My plug Italian with visa
Your drug cut like pizza
My fees up
My bitch a walkin' teaser
Paint her fuckin' face like Mona Lisa
Anything

of seeing all this bullshit, tired of dreaming bout the Forbes list
Tryna get rich, fuck portions my bitch so perfect
I just want paint her a portrait
Told

and believe that shit
So far good, be moving with passion
Foot on the gas, run over distraction
Law of attraction, that all that it be
Thoughts paint

to the limit 100k miles
Never be that nigga when your back against the wall
Sponge Bob soft crying till the paint dry
We was made for the chase
Ran with

while the dank blow
Angel bitch she got a halo
This what I prayed for
Rode yo high horse
And I stayed low
Lurking in the shadows most shallow niggas can't

Nigga moving like a horse
Nigga moving wit some force
Like Anakin Skywalker
Good gas like im smoking in Skywalker
Yeah dats strong like a nigga went

of cannabis
Flex on my haters
Now I got em mad at us

I just ordered a coupe
I might paint her blue 
But I cannot wait for that Bentley truck

She me bae

hoping you light the way
Hoping you'll lead us to better days
Cause we've been running like a horse on the track
Overcome the obstacles
They put 'em right

The boy from the hood
This music my mood
This rap is my paint
And it'll leave you with stains
Leave you feelin' insane, when I'm spittin' my pain
Or maybe

no more
On go
Who on the beat, Mango
Paint her face, Van Gough
We got it for the low
And we will bring it to your door
Breadwinner all about the dough

crazy
Fuck it… whip game is very disgusting
I’m in that bitch pushing buttons
Paint white as Bieber that Justin
That paper need it to function
Building

where Jim Carrey at
Smoke 'till I see stars
And bitches ask me for my zodiac
Horoscope say buy a pack
Paint it black, move it fast
(Run that shit) Run

to eye another’s stash
Momma still wonder why I rap
My boys always tell me that I snapped
I’m Floyd eating pink trippy facts
Let the paint drip on the dash

can’t be open now
If underrated was a movie I’ll be the poster child
Voices in my head so I’m rolling loud, church
If wishes were horses then niggas will

Reduce, Refine
Now we got censors replacing
Canaries in the mine
Trading horses for cars
So I know change can happen
It's gonna take more than lip service

a gift
Who told her that I rap
I’m like LeBron when I come to the paint
She like my cologne, Cause I smell like dank
Niggas that be in my comments
Trying

The moon paints the clouds with its claret train
Your horse may be high but it's tainted and lame
Careful not to fall upon your words
Humanity left

the ride like a horse tryna saddle me

I really feel like the one
Yes I'm the one chosen one
Finna go big like I'm pun
Don't play games had a fun run
I eat

the fro, that's how it goes
Paint the town red, never mind an Easel
Same hues as a rose, My views is Howard Hughes
Got to dream huge perfecting my inner view