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through, yeah it’s me and you
And it hurts when I smile sometimes
But what’s a smile when all seems fine?
I can’t deal with these painted facing on the daily

My truth painted in the sky, let me get my grind on
I know be living in the cloud, T get the bloody mic on
Me be flying through the cloud, you know

my cup, and now we sliding
In the pussy yeah you know that I would dive in
Fuck it up somehow now we fighting

You say you got somebody else
Ghost me

Parce Domine
Parce populo tuo
Ne in aeternum
Irascaris nobis

Beneath a winter windmill sky
The arched back black cat spits
As the painted parade

breezy
Anytime I'm in Miami
I made her my bitch and painted the insides of her walls yuh
Poured syrup in my soda cup I hope I never OD.

bang, boom
B-b bang, b-b bang, bang, boom

I thought you were good, you painted me bad
Compared to the others, the best thing I had
But then I discovered,

gon' barely see me out
She pulled and I painted her face
Now she found out what hanging with me 'bout
Used to double my cup everyday
When I pissed,

Always been in trouble nearly all of my life
Always been in trouble
Struggle, scorn and strife

Down on the bottom
Down to the last drop in the cup

to dinner, baby?" Mm, nah-uh
Giving a fuck, I take the baddest lil' bitch to Popeyes
I got the Urus painted yellow just to match the fauna
Whores on my

Ay
Ay
I'm smoking Zaza in the rain
Double cup sipping trynna ease the pain
I was down bad things had to change
Trynna help people driving me insane
I

Kentucky river flowing down
Covered by the woven crown
The one that rests upon your head
Chevy pickup painted red

These words you say are evil

Ice in the cup
Don’t give a fuck
Got another can
Crack the bitch
Fill her up
Got another can
Crack the bitch
Fill her up
Got another can
Crack

This to the double cups, you know I love you

This a letter to the double cups, you know I love you

When I drop the pop in the wock riding in

Pour that cup, roll that blunt
Keep on floating 'til your mind get stuck
Say what's real or hold yo' my tongue
Keep on floating 'til ya feel

Brown skin painted on me and my soul is gold
Baby im the shit she think im hella bold
Told her i aint perfect im the closest tho
Run me up a check im

hide me in the rafters
Wouldn't you restore me to my glory
Wouldn't you extract the beauty from me
Someone's painted a sky into the ceiling of this

It really was good but I painted a different picture
A view of the ocean me living richer
You couldn't keep up couldn't do it with you
My memory good

Don't start with me
Even when you smile 
You ain't real to me
The juice in my cup
Mixed with Hennessy 
Droptop and the waves 
That's where I'll be

and all my feelings
Smoking cigarettes until the painted wall is peeling
Miss my fucking homie he was quite a human being
Lately I've been stressing

any day
I painted that line I ain't have to race
A luxury car I slide in a Wraith
Stop spin fast like a ceiling fan
Hop out all black, out that mini-van

The walls inside I painted red
Blood from the gallows falls like sheets of rain
As we wait for the Prince of Hell
Drink from the Cup of the Idols
Lie in wait

Daytons


Hook

I came through on Dayton spokes,
Chunk my deuce like wassup folk,
Candy painted slammin' doors.

Fell asleep in the driver's seat.

and painted it with shooting stars
You held my hand when the curtain closed
Told me whatever goes down, nobody has to know
Like a love song, it goes

I'm armed and dangerous, so it be, I'm claiming it
Fuck em up, look at the wall, I just painted it
Smoking my opps, I don't care, I created it
Pass