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Nigga just picture, Picturee PICTUREE Yeah, yeah, yeah Nigga just Picturee, Picturee, Pixar Picture the image, pixtur the image nigha Tomr never promised I'm trynna go get me some money I ain't got time to be wasting End of the night I repent to my sins cause he played Add him up in that line and erase him A young soul speaking the language like figurative They talked about him but they never tried to embrace him Going thru some pain, in the rain, all the problems He stuck wit now and he gotta face em I just talk to mother other day on the phone said she got 8 years Hold on I can't come to tears I can, see thru the tunnel vision clear I don't got no friends, I don't have a peer They gone, run me over and continue to steer Until they, run out of gas! Won't never last! I put my belt on and tol them niggas so long... (Cause I'm, bout to takeoff and go so fast They put me down But I kept my head up And got my mind right) But now I get to the bag They like where u went U been missing out But no, I prefer to be out of site But the, game niggas living in they really tripping But me and brother Keenan kel tight But then he change on me But I told him, that I got him, it don't matter how many rings on me if I'm wit u We gone fight I just back from Jamaica Fucked a Rasta bitch and she thought that I would take her U not a stayer If rap don't work, then I fuck around play wit them bricks just like it's Himalayas And if u not on the same shit as me or my team then we gotta see u later Gotta see u later lil nigga We just tell them A young prince, from the hood, picture me greater Justify the image Of where we from that don't make us But they gone hate us First they gone clone and then they gone portray us It's a midnight crisis Praying to higher I know I ain't living righteous And Its really crazy I come from by I got by it The crazy days Now this bitch only fucking cause she seeing that I'm stylin By the cap that u talk in your raps Lul nigha Or do u really trap lil nigga And fact lil nigha U show up and u walk up in my face for some muhfukkin dap lil nigga Gone get slapped lil nigga Thrown in a fucking trash bag lil nigha I know that I got em mad But depression stuck in my head I'm not playing no games nowadays I'm just trying to get the money stay up out the way Trynna stay up out the way Mother locked up, daddy locked up I gotta get to the cake But he wrote me in a letter Said when he get out he gone make a way But I can't wait for the better I gotta go out and go make a way I just came back from Jamaica Fucked a Rasta bitch and she thought I would take her U not a stayer If it do not work Then imma play wit bricks like himulares And if u just not on the same shit Then I got to see u later