Picture Perfect (feat. Chi TheRealist)
Kwmaen
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Can you see me Picture Perfect on yo TV She lightin up that weed while she putting in my cd I make it look so easy, nah it aint tho You can touch but watch that paint tho They like it when we f*ck and leave We don't thank Hoes no Thankyou's Kwmaen hot that aint news Oh the know that that's nothing new Excuse me if I don't f*ck wit you Dismiss them and get more comfortable F*ck I look like under you? Blow up? Yea sho'nuf Closer but still aint close enough They know its us yea rollin up Breeze nigga why wait Surrounded by all this bait Like f*ck these niggas why hate "Ill die real before I live fake" Phony niggas wanna hate my style Made cause they bottom bitch love my smile Whisper in her ill take that down Now she callin wanna stay a while Its money over B's Business over BS I expect them to hate cause they really wanna be us Hands out when u greet us grown man kick my feet up A lil patience and remy in ya speaker Got it all up in yo city now Wack niggas gotta leave All black everything Lookin like a robbery Its not but it can be These niggas cant stand me Fixin the situation my pistol coming in handy Lids low steeze cold and we aint slippin White faces Black hands but we aint trippin (One hit get em hook like figns, when it hits dog you feel no pain) Lids low steeze cold and we aint slippin White faces Black hands but we aint trippin (One hit get em hook like figns, when it hits dog you feel no pain) Picture perfect my lyrics paint the perfect picture My rhyme books like a bible All I write is scriptures Sippin remy smokin loud That's my normal mixture Getting lifted f*ck you clowns All you haters can suck my Richard You the best I beg to differ Drink until I kill my liver Batter up then I hit it Throw it back like she a picher Not that much into smokin weed I stick to my liquor Tryna live like a TV screen You need to see the bigger picture You unemployed, Im a boss Buy it all, F*ck a cost I stay Fly like a Moth Team Winnin f*ck a loss I be that realist muthafucka And i put that on a cross Everytime hit hit the scean them bitches be like "Oh My God" Im on my grind, im about my bread Kill them all thats word to Dred Rep that Chi but i put on for the ROC And the Fields where i lay my head Mothefuckers always claimin that they ill Well thats better done than said I put my all into everything i fuckin write So i think i deserve my cred (BITCH) Tunnel Vision on this money I dont " C sets " like Genee I make it rain wit them hunnits While you make it hail wit them pennies You can catch me off Exclusive Kno chaser up in my Henny And i let them haters Cause hate means to hate anything they envy To all of you that're rappers Its time to call it curtins Cause im coming through to reep these niggas Put they careers in hurses Im losin patience im drinkin Remy But I think that its worth it Cause soon they'll see my bars are HD And my flow is Picture Perfect Chi TheRealist
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