Paint a Picasso
Words speak volumes to those that gotta hustle
Moms strung out on them drugs its a tussle
Stuck in ya ways and everyday u take a fumble
Life's ok!
We gotta pray
Thank God for making a way
Times is hard u gotta stand firm on that faith
If ya homie catch a charge help him with that case
And if u double cross a boss u gotta look both ways
Don
I remember when my niggas wasn't winning
Passed out blue prints niggas acting different
I'm the type of nigga that'll see it go and get it
Then show all my niggas how I fuccin did it
I'm a Boss in my section niggas know I lived it
I'm a breed from a different cloth I'm so different
YEA
In the book of CORINTHIANS
Chapter 16 verse 14
Everything should be done in love
Be watchful
Stand firm in the faith
Act like men
And more importantly
Be Strong
Told me that u loved me but the shit had fade
I was under the impression that u would stay
I'm stuck in the middle between right or wrong
How would I ever know shorty'll call your phone
Got a rap chicc that'll stash the fuccin briccs
And a bad lil bitch that I keep at home
Don
Soul searching forgiveness from the ones im hurting
Blu loccin had to stand on my toes and stay focus
Bare witness to the DON man im greatness
Gotta feel it's in the air baby you can taste it
Got a Rollie on my wrist but it ain't about the drip It's all about how a nigga feed his kids
He can't get caught w that dirty chrome
He gotta make sure that he make it home
Say a rap prayer
Make sure you hit the layer
Thank the lord for just another day here
J here
Niggas know we don't play fair
Catch me in the cut with Twenty niggas know we got flare
Beware ya niggas all clouded with fear
Got a bad bitch rolling up in a Montclair
Who dares you punks know I'll leave ya sweater smeared
No cares niggas know I got a lions beard
No man can fucc with the kid I'm Boss Don but ya bitch call me Rollie Rich
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Paint a Picasso
Words speak volumes to those that gotta hustle
Moms strung out on them drugs its a tussle
Stuck in ya ways and everyday u take a fumble
Life's ok!
We gotta pray
Thank God for making a way
Times is hard u gotta stand firm on that faith
If ya homie catch a charge help him with that case
And if u double cross a boss u gotta look both ways
Don
I remember when my niggas wasn't winning
Passed out blue prints niggas acting different
I'm the type of nigga that'll see it go and get it
Then show all my niggas how I fuccin did it
I'm a Boss in my section niggas know I lived it
I'm a breed from a different cloth I'm so different
YEA
In the book of CORINTHIANS
Chapter 16 verse 14
Everything should be done in love
Be watchful
Stand firm in the faith
Act like men
And more importantly
Be Strong
Told me that u loved me but the shit had fade
I was under the impression that u would stay
I'm stuck in the middle between right or wrong
How would I ever know shorty'll call your phone
Got a rap chicc that'll stash the fuccin briccs
And a bad lil bitch that I keep at home
Don
Soul searching forgiveness from the ones im hurting
Blu loccin had to stand on my toes and stay focus
Bare witness to the DON man im greatness
Gotta feel it's in the air baby you can taste it
Got a Rollie on my wrist but it ain't about the drip It's all about how a nigga feed his kids
He can't get caught w that dirty chrome
He gotta make sure that he make it home
Say a rap prayer
Make sure you hit the layer
Thank the lord for just another day here
J here
Niggas know we don't play fair
Catch me in the cut with Twenty niggas know we got flare
Beware ya niggas all clouded with fear
Got a bad bitch rolling up in a Montclair
Who dares you punks know I'll leave ya sweater smeared
No cares niggas know I got a lions beard
No man can fucc with the kid I'm Boss Don but ya bitch call me Rollie Rich
Words speak volumes to those that gotta hustle
Moms strung out on them drugs its a tussle
Stuck in ya ways and everyday u take a fumble
Life's ok!
We gotta pray
Thank God for making a way
Times is hard u gotta stand firm on that faith
If ya homie catch a charge help him with that case
And if u double cross a boss u gotta look both ways
Don
I remember when my niggas wasn't winning
Passed out blue prints niggas acting different
I'm the type of nigga that'll see it go and get it
Then show all my niggas how I fuccin did it
I'm a Boss in my section niggas know I lived it
I'm a breed from a different cloth I'm so different
YEA
In the book of CORINTHIANS
Chapter 16 verse 14
Everything should be done in love
Be watchful
Stand firm in the faith
Act like men
And more importantly
Be Strong
Told me that u loved me but the shit had fade
I was under the impression that u would stay
I'm stuck in the middle between right or wrong
How would I ever know shorty'll call your phone
Got a rap chicc that'll stash the fuccin briccs
And a bad lil bitch that I keep at home
Don
Soul searching forgiveness from the ones im hurting
Blu loccin had to stand on my toes and stay focus
Bare witness to the DON man im greatness
Gotta feel it's in the air baby you can taste it
Got a Rollie on my wrist but it ain't about the drip It's all about how a nigga feed his kids
He can't get caught w that dirty chrome
He gotta make sure that he make it home
Say a rap prayer
Make sure you hit the layer
Thank the lord for just another day here
J here
Niggas know we don't play fair
Catch me in the cut with Twenty niggas know we got flare
Beware ya niggas all clouded with fear
Got a bad bitch rolling up in a Montclair
Who dares you punks know I'll leave ya sweater smeared
No cares niggas know I got a lions beard
No man can fucc with the kid I'm Boss Don but ya bitch call me Rollie Rich
Writer: Kevin Jean-Pierre
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