Lyrics:
of smoking a gun
Taught me how to rhyme and how to run
Make or break it, the hater's can't say shit
Stayed awake late night in Ant's basement
Take notes, spray
to the edge, round by the corner.
Close to the end, down by the corner.
Down at the edge, round by the river.
Sudden call shouldn't take away the startled
then get fly
And take some pictures
Get that pack it touchdown
Like im on the Steelers
Got my baby Nina
And she wanna meet ya
This G Lock is a thot
She
turned to a g
I been chasing that bag nigga I knew how to count before I could read
Make sure my family fed not one day went by that we didn't eat
Picture niggas rollin', flyin', foreign floatin' out of space (ayy)
Or bitches on Instagram with no filter face (face)
Picture if judges ain't judge us by
don't own shit, they Borrow
Frontin' with a mortgage and car note
Promote lust over substance
Grown man in a dress lookin' suspect
Uh, shawty used to want
party)
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision, my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my
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
party)
Picture perfect, I paint a perfect picture
Bomb the hoochies with precision, my intention's to get richer
With the S-N double-O-P, Dogg my
Homie was from Harlem, flyest nigga in his crew
She could tell he was a dope boy by the way he moved
He said he wanna take me out for dinner & some food
at the bigger picture
Out my window
(Out my window)
Deciding perky's or xannies ima take both
(Take both)
They all watching all my steps
They all take notes
(Take
I'm steady puttin work in
Ready for a fight wonder how to get my verses
I'm in this beats guts stitchin up like a surgeon
You can't even take notes
On the corner of Belmont and Picket Avenue I seen her
As if I dreamed her
I was dead broke, now I will use key notes to make G-notes
So it's always hope
See
niggas about to feel this
break out the Champagne glasses and muthafuckin' condoms
have one on us aight
[Tupac]
Picture Perfect
I paint
Motherfucker you can’t take my fucking place
Motherfucker using auto tune I don’t need that
Justin is a broken bitch, sorry for that
Mendes is a piece of shit,
Yeah (mmh)
Our lifestyles be close-captioned, addicted to fatal attractions
Pictures of actions be played back in the midst of mashin'
No fairy
am you so you are me
And every now and then we get a little out of hand
To fuel our greed driven by our wants and needs
It seems we never act ourselves
keep shutting down blind swordsmen
Like Kenshi, get bitches by the plenty
Death to many men, it'll be many
Now I take a sip of Ma, like it was Remy
I'm
and my newphew's picture
They say don't let this cruel world get ya, kinda suspicious
Swearin' one day you might leave me, for somebody that's richer
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
tickets I'll be right here getting paid
If there's heaven for a G I'll be right there at the gate
Take it to the third degree like I just finished my BA
I
Yeah (mmh)
Our lifestyles be close-captioned, addicted to fatal attractions
Pictures of actions be played back in the midst of mashin'
No fairy
big D-O-G,
And see how gangstas do,
Once we get witcha we cant take pictures,
We came too far witchu,
Go VIP with big D-O-G,
And see what gangstas
want her, In my backseat
By the time I hit her G-Spot, We sexin' on that Broad Street!!
Cruzin on Guignard, Riding in a Drop Top, Baby sitting next to me
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