Young Picasso Lyrics

You claim you paint yo skys the same lame colors as the rest of them

That why you ain't made it

That why every nigga testin him

Buy yo frame then lose yo mind

You swear you had the best of them

I'ma spray ya block the same color

As heart forgive

Ima spray ya block the same color as my Glock forgive

Ima spray ya block

Yung Picasso

Wit da glock ya dig

I'm spray ya block

Spray ya block

Yung Picasso bitch

I'm spray ya block

Spray ya block

This is art ya bitch

Invest the time

Flip the total

Estimate

then plot how much that nigga owe you

Love yo life

And in the end

That crinkled dollar

Won't mend your soul

Or even own you

Dirty chakra

Dirty money

Rub it on me make me bleed

I need controlla

Once you on you won't believe how many people claim they know ya

Niggas gone sleep on ya

Poppas street taught me how eat

Take a punch and fuckin bob and weeve

Share that bread

Everybody eats

Ain't no fear

Bitch I'm learning me

Ain't no fear

Stop controlling me

Everybody dies including me

Face that shit

And dance with death

In peace

Paint yo sky's and you can Rest In Peace

You claim you paint yo skys the same lame colors as the rest of them

That why you ain't made it

That why every nigga testin him

Buy yo frame then lose yo mind

You swear you had the best of them

I'ma spray ya block the same color

As heart forgive

Ima spray ya block the same color as my glock forgive

Ima spray ya block

Yung Picasso

Wit da glock ya dig

I'm spray ya block

Spray ya block

Yung Picasso bitch

I'm spray ya block

Spray ya block

This is art ya bitch

See my only fuckin problem was I wanted your acceptance

Man fuck all that

I'ma brand new nigga

Keep the Kevlar strapped

The black mask wit the gloves just to prove my facts

They claim you fake

The one day you can't give back

Nah fuck them niggas

I don't work that

Gotta press the brakes when they get off track

Ima paint my way a never once look back

Learn my lessons never go tit for tat

The plaques and fame gone build you up

And pat cha back

Ain't got no money ego straight but bank on flat

What kinda shit is dat?

Easy money only type to set you back

I know this shit

And that's a fucking fact

Think for self

And never question that

Pick ya colors wisely

Set like tat

You claim you paint yo skys the same lame colors as the rest of them

That why you ain't made it

That why every nigga testin him

Buy yo frame then lose yo mind

You swear you had the best of them

I'ma spray ya block the same color

As heart forgive

Ima spray ya block the same color as my glock forgive

Ima spray ya block

Yung Picasso

Wit da glock ya dig

I'm spray ya block

Spray ya block

Yung Picasso bitch

I'm spray ya block

Spray ya block

This is art ya bitch