A Portrait to Lie
This is not a symphony
This is boom bap, rap
Forefilling a phropecy
Get your goons back
I be killing so vividly
LIke I got my shoe strapped
This is just a trilogy
Back in High School, I used to have allotta friends
Now its packing these rhymes, on the grind for some M's
I aint been a fool, ever since six grade
Everything that I do, be like my mixtape
Following no rules, but I got my shit straight
Everyone confused, whenever I trick aim
Everybody got problems
But I make choices
Never plan on falling
Till I make noices
Sister in my wallet
So I don't fall back
Need a private island
So I can call back
Back in lost tiems
To speak to myself
Before the cold rhymes
When I needed help
Now everybody watching
Just for that day
But I aint stopping
For no court case
Hate it or love it
What I do is for real
NOthing above it
I'ma climb me a hill
For real
For real
For real
For real
Ae
Ae
Ae
Ae
Everything that I had
Was a portait to lie
Messy things in my past
Had me open to die
Aint no such thing as love
When you look into my past
You aint wanna grow up
Cause aint no such thing as love
Allotta people talk
But nobody answers
I can not stall
I just need an anthem
I just need an anthem
Everybody dancing
But no one understands me
I just need answers
I don't wanna grammy
I just wanna plan b
So I'm not happy
Do you understand me
This is boom bap, rap
Forefilling a phropecy
Get your goons back
I be killing so vividly
LIke I got my shoe strapped
This is just a trilogy
Back in High School, I used to have allotta friends
Now its packing these rhymes, on the grind for some M's
I aint been a fool, ever since six grade
Everything that I do, be like my mixtape
Following no rules, but I got my shit straight
Everyone confused, whenever I trick aim
Everybody got problems
But I make choices
Never plan on falling
Till I make noices
Sister in my wallet
So I don't fall back
Need a private island
So I can call back
Back in lost tiems
To speak to myself
Before the cold rhymes
When I needed help
Now everybody watching
Just for that day
But I aint stopping
For no court case
Hate it or love it
What I do is for real
NOthing above it
I'ma climb me a hill
For real
For real
For real
For real
Ae
Ae
Ae
Ae
Everything that I had
Was a portait to lie
Messy things in my past
Had me open to die
Aint no such thing as love
When you look into my past
You aint wanna grow up
Cause aint no such thing as love
Allotta people talk
But nobody answers
I can not stall
I just need an anthem
I just need an anthem
Everybody dancing
But no one understands me
I just need answers
I don't wanna grammy
I just wanna plan b
So I'm not happy
Do you understand me
Credits
Writer(s): Petros Chakwizira
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