Picture Me

Don't get it twisted, winners win and losers lose
I ride by, slightly faded I cruise
My windows up, I'm blowing smoke to the blues
For all that I see is bullshit on the news
Yeah, It's the shit that I ponder
So where I be at is yonder
These calculations that I make
For all under the sun, I take
My only competition is me
Call me the answer, call me the key
I'm Not a carbon copy, the OG
On the DL, I'm low key
Because these motherfuckers talk, but I don't listen
Most of them don't even have a pot to piss in
They can fuck around, find out, they go missing
Because they burned me once, but I ain't forgiving

Now they done wrote me off and I ain't write back
And you can best believe they didn't like that
Cause I came right back, right on the right track
You push me? I'll push you right back
(Yeah, you can fall back) (Echo)

Y'all need to put respect on my name
And need to move the fuck out the fast lane
It's my mind afflicted, dangerously I'm addicted
One thousand miles an hour, you can't predict it
I train hard, go hard when it's game time
Different and y'all ain't even in the same line
There's levels to this shit
But ya'll throw it up and it's a brick
It's disrespectful, you're shit, its so forgetful
I look at you, the shit you put out, its dreadful
I'm dedicated to this craft
And it's easy to see that you won't last
I'm ready, that's practiced for every case
I'll leave you, that's vanished without a trace
There ain't no way in hell you can fool me
So with my John Hancock, I sign that, yours truly

Now they done wrote me off and I ain't write back
And you can best believe they didn't like that
Cause I came right back, right on the right track
You push me? I'll push you right back
(Yeah, you can fall back) (Echo)



Credits
Writer(s): Kristof Lilienthal, Christopher Hurst
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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