alphaeus - picture Lyrics

Phone call its lizzy i missed ya
Wake up to paper and rizla
Words thats i paint its a picture
You will not find in a scripture

Courvoisier i pour with no mixer
Now I'm just gone off a mixture
She know the game so i picked her
So this aint a date its a fixture

My dick aint free but i'll tick ya
Bell her might tell her i miss her
Bet she gon lie to her mister
Want her to ride so i kissed her

Grind i did that from a teen
If you really paid then you get what i mean
It's bottom i've been you can check with my team
You wouldn't feel safe if you saw what i seen

Thats real dark no light or the B
Only see bright when i light up the tree
I'm jus quite not the type you can read
Argh look at the sight of your greed

I ate the prof i was greedy
I wanna be rich not on TV
Please me we gone off the E so its easy
With attitude say that you need me

Phone call its lizzy i missed ya
Wake up to paper and rizla
Words thats i paint its a picture
You will not find in a scripture

Phone call its lizzy i missed ya
Wake up to paper and rizla
Words thats i paint its a picture
You will not find in a scripture

Grind can't say when the grafts done
Another year need better than the last one
Another tear locked away like the past one
Up here breathe clear on what you gasp on

So where has your talk gone?
I ran past where you walk from
Read all your lies they got chalk on
Lord of the flies with the war paint

We'll be done when your jaw ache
She a keeper I'm liking her forte
She sweet but i jus want more cake
I'm greedy is there more to say?

She needy won't sleep till i lay
Missed bed cos i had to more weigh
Push it before you i nickname it bae
Like Nj said aint got time in the day

Hit dots on point but i might come late
Raise that stack then I'm raising the stakes
Like i blaze from the pack but i still see cake
Used to blaze on the shake just to make sure it raked

Knew that i had try make it
I think its mad how they fake it
Sick of this life cos it basic
Is there more then a wife and payslip

I'm tryna paint what I'm seeing
I'm tryna pave who I'm being
I cannot change my meaning
I got that cobain feeling

Cannot say what I'm seeing
I cannot paint this feeling
Open my thoughts up free em
One way up through the ceiling

Only one way up
So I'm pouring this cup till my vision all f*cked
Phone up my muck like bro where the tuck?
My heartstrings can barely be plucked

Stuck ina picture stuck in the mud
Stuck in the jungle stuck with the grub
I need a scripture I'm out of luck

Phone call its lizzy i missed ya
Wake up to paper and rizla
Words thats i paint its a picture
You will not find in a scripture

Phone call its lizzy i missed ya
Wake up to paper and rizla
Words thats i paint its a picture
You will not find in a scripture

Phone call its lizzy i missed ya
Wake up to paper and rizla
Words thats i paint its a picture
You will not find in a scripture