Painting Pictures Lyrics

Got a brand new Richard Mille

For the time that's ticking

Been a while since I lost my dog

On God I miss him

Swear to God I want it all

I swear I'm different

Gotta ride round with that glizzy

That stick stay with me

Had to take folks out the picture

Had to fix my image

Came up a couple bands

I'm really winning

They say he hating he a fan

It ain't no difference

Just a little boy from the trenches

Who painting pictures

Since a youngin I been thugging

Cause we had came from nothing

If it's tech with my brother

It's tech with me, I'm bussing

Running, when it's smoke we never running

All my dogs be clutching

Ain't up for discussion

And little bro got a 223

He might end up bussing

Know Lil Von want all the smoke

I ain't never ducking

Clip it hold a dozen

Cook him like a oven

I'm just getting started

This Von the villan

This the introduction

Bang out, we went from having nothing

To everything now

He keep on playing games

We bring them things out

Don't think that nothing sweet

Just cause I sing now

Littte woe he smell that blood

He got his fangs out

We got dummy racks

Bring the bank out

Diamonds dripping hard

Bring the sink out

I was little dog

I'm the man now

What they saying now

Got a brand new Richard Mille

For the time that's ticking

Been a while since I lost my dog

On God I miss him

Swear to God I want it all

I swear I'm different

Gotta ride round with that glizzy

That stick stay with me

Had to take folks out the picture

Had to fix my image

Came up a couple bands

I'm really winning

They say he hating he a fan

It ain't no difference

Just a little boy from the trenches

Who painting pictures

He tryna find a way out

Well find that man a way out

Long nights the gang out

And we on a stakeout

Bang out, he got that fye

He gon bang out

He was just running with some lames

He say he bang now

We was just some little kids

We hitting stains now

And he was just throwing hands

He tote that thing now

And I'm still chasing after checks

Don't want fame now

And I'm still with the same ones

Same gang now

Got a brand new Richard Mille

For the time that's ticking

Been a while since I lost my dog

On God I miss him

Swear to God I want it all

I swear I'm different

Gotta ride round with that glizzy

That stick stay with me

Had to take folks out the picture

Had to fix my image

Came up a couple bands

I'm really winning

They say he hating he a fan

It ain't no difference

Just a little boy from the trenches

Who painting pictures