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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
F*cked a Rasta bitch and she thought that I would take her
U not a stayer
If rap don't work, then I f*ck 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 f*cking 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 f*cking 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
F*cked 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