Picture Perfect

With No love on the deep end And I ain't have a purpose No ears no eyes you can Feel the Serpents Let my tears run dry No matter the purpose I was drawn to the money It was Picture perfect The love The pain The harder I work Part of me hurt Thinking on how It started at first But Look My friends and enemies Blurry Like Sugar mixed with salt The rose that grew From concrete They tried cover with maltch They couldnt cover results Imma win by default Some shit we can roll too Just watch me like roku No beef He eat tofu Newspaper You old news Got flow like a old dude Gospel and church tunes Aye Affiliated with villains I'm primary you a fill in You live and you learn You get Whatchu earn No second placing shit You reap what you sow My records are gold I never planned this shit Bitch I demanded shit Trynna come up off me? It's a steep hill The top get close But it's a grease feel Bows wrapped Vacuum sealed Bitch strapped Package deal Lean in crack the seal Lean back grab the scale Dirty money grab Purel With No love in the deep end And I ain't have a purpose No ears no eyes you can Feel the Serpents Let my tears run dry No matter the purpose I was drawn to the money It was Picture perfect Been looking for My mom inside of a women My silence is numbing You call then I'm coming I been more than a hundred Your love a high With a plummet I stick around Cause I love it I treat my car like a oven Me and my girl High out in public I never heard of a budget She never stop when I'm cumin Got the bag out in traffic I'm dropping pounds like I'm running Some niggas change for the money I fill my safe up with money I ain't safe till it's on me Was catching plays by my lonely Uhh Been Thinking all pros Most of my Brothers money chasing Became lost souls Fuck it Meet me at the crossroads Bitch so bad Need the neck like a poncho Bitch so bad Need the neck baby pronto The Bitch know I'm cuffed Shirt over the Ferragamo Hey And she'll never ever love A nigga I'll never trust A nigga Nothing like them Other niggas Cause If He a 50 Imma 100 million City full of killing Crime up Drugs do the healings Been Getting teachings from The local villains Teaches couldn't Reel him Bloodshed God do the healing With No love on the deep end And I ain't have a purpose No ears no eyes you can Feel the Serpents Let my tears run dry No matter the purpose I was drawn to the money It was Picture perfect Me vs you A no show A land slide Fine young man With an Old man mind Like Dre Beats Grabbing bricks by the 10 Nigga Call me AD Passing game to my mans I fall We can't sink Niggas don't wanna ball They broke They wanna play D My niggas fr involved Move keys like PC Free my niggas Locked OT Fuck the snakes And fuck the police Rep da team From the nosebleeds All lower case N Y'all Big Cappin Bad bitchs Like the state pageant I skipped ahead Of ya Favorite rapper Just Like my shit Lagging Spit fire like dragon She got that bomb ass Head I call Her Becky Bin Laden With No love in the deep end And I ain't have a purpose No ears no eyes you can Feel the Serpents Let my tears run dry No matter the purpose I was drawn to the money It was Picture perfect It was picture perfect Pictures perfect