Lyrics:
to channel my peace It's a daily challenge I manage to beat
See the same pattern, it's sad it repeats
Up the creek with no paddle, got in too deep
It's hard
Best thing about the hunger is the taste
When they say it's that part How to reach another level is an art
I'm a paint it til they see it in the dark
these gaps, mend this path
Baby, I'll paint us back
Months gone by, paints peelin' off the walls now
You're the only one, who knows the right colour
these gaps, mend this path
Baby, I'll paint us back
Months gone by, paints peelin' off the walls now
You're the only one, who knows the right colour
over by the bar like pimping ain't easy
Well it ain't
All them faces in that Laker paint
Casa by the lake
Make a little nigga faint
Balling is
over by the bar like pimping ain't easy
Well it ain't
All them faces in that Laker paint
Casa by the lake
Make a little nigga faint
Balling is
the grave so hard in the paint five days a week for the money I make I starve myself all the breads in the bank this lifes been Gray Blame no one its just my
up
Just two folks together and they bound by love
Hand in hand, let's go chase our dreams
Writing a story that the world can't undermine
We making
by the hour
Paint the city red, sky giving blood showers
Niggas see her winning, now they calling every hour
Lights in the dark, now they feeling
Waka flocka betya i go hard in da paint
Building shi brick by brick gettin franklins call me saint
O shi O shi watch dis
You know that we fly as hell
hard to yell when the barrel's in your mouth
I'm in, new sneakers
Deuce seaters
A few divas
What more can I tell you?
Let me spell it for you
hard to yell when the barrel's in your mouth
I'm in, new sneakers
Deuce seaters
A few divas
What more can I tell you?
Let me spell it for you
Bledsoe when I'm headed to the paint
Think you special, bet this bullet show you ain't
Tryna make a name, we came from walkin' in the rain
When you hustle
Yellow paint
We addicted
No we ain't
Convictions!
Superstitious I admit it!
Flip the script for like a minute
In my heart I'm dealin with it
In my head I
So you show what you know and give me heart
To believe in the most courageous part
Of the pictures I would like to paint
So you show what you have
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
a black Beamer
But my dream is to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Seagel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in the Regal
It feel
and do it all illegal
And get scooped up, by the little homie in a regal
Uhh it feel good to ya baby bubba
You see this is for the g's and the ki's
a black Bimmer
But my dream's to own a fly casino
Like Bugsy Siegel, and do it all legal
And get scooped up by the little homie in the Regal, uh
It
call to me
I ain't have nobody by my side when life got real it was hard for me
Don't be telling me you gone ride If you ain't gone die in the car with
ever could except maybe the Jack of Hearts
Rosemary started drinkin' hard and seein' her reflection in the knife
She was tired of the attention, tired
We need ta paint a betta picture
Prison systems getting bigga
Help our youth to see it clearer,
So damn hard i change my ways
Sellin dope n pushing
to draw
Hard to admit that I used to draw
Portraiture in a human form
Doodle of a two-headed unicorn, it was soothing
Moving his arm in a fusion of man
tucked
Disrespect 'em we gone light it up
We gone paint the city red, you know what's up
Sav speaks
Times get hard
I know that times get hard
My homies
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