Superstar Pride - Painting Pictures

2 AM, the night still young

You live by the gun, you gon' die by the gun

Ain't no handouts for nobody

When I ain't had shit, they ain't offer me nothin'

When I'm quiet, I be thinking 'bout killings

A lot of niggas bitch-made, stay in they feelings

Saving these hoes, this shit here pitiful

All these lil' bitty bitches my chillens, ooh

And Mama, don't worry

You raised a gangster, I'm a survivor

It hurt me

Not being able to give you what you want since I was a toddler

Shout out to my pops for all the free game

Everything you evеr told me, it stuck in my brain

Real OG status and like to makе a change

Shedded tears writin' this, seen so much pain


All the sheisty shit that I've done, blessed to not be in no chains

Uncle killed me when I was young, Mama blessed the boy with the cocaine

Growing up, I ain't have no daddy, my mama played both roles

Been hard on a nigga since I came out the womb, yeah, the pussy hole

I was taught to trust none

Face your problems, never run

Lil' bitch holler she pregnant

You a lil' nat-nat, that ain't my son

Tryna trap me, know I had a glove

Fuck them feelings, slatt, I'm a thug

You a lil' dusty ho, you're the rug

Ayy, and it's still fuck love