painting pictures

Picasso type nigga I was painting pictures
I was flipping up the pages I was reading scriptures
I was all about the paper all about the figures
And my brother making buckets sign him to the Clippers
I'm still rapping like I told you I was in the kitchen
Big chief rooster came before the eggs and chickens
I'm still rapping never remix hope you niggas listen
Yeah we came up from the trenches me my brothers glisten

We seen the choppas and the glocks how many shots you missing
We pull up widebody trucks cause we see the vision
These niggas talking really crazy me my niggas fishing
I still be moving like a god demigod religion
These niggas pull up catch a fade leave a nigga wheezing
And I still call up all the gays 'fuck the opposition'
These niggas traumatized mad STK we drilling
Who give a fuck about a bitch we sticking to the mission

I'm making money for the kicks pass the new editions
They talking Sora with the shits bitch I be consistent
I'm busting mics fuck your team I don't pay to fix it
I'm fucking bitches and they scream ask for repetition
I thought I told you I was king leave her pussy dripping
I fuck the baddies in the city Mr. big musician
They sending shots across the border wasting ammunition
They say some drop a tape still I'm never dissing

I don't speak about the plan fuck a superstition
And I be moving with the gang never see division
I see some niggas making money while I do the dishes
When it's my time I'mma shine silver in the kitchen
We scorching robbers and the thieves in my jurisdiction
I'm making paper from the trees I was selling reefer
And everybody with the keys it's piano lessons
And I be cooking up a mil still I go for seconds