Painting Pictures

Fresh prince bitch I be drinking belaire

This loud bitch I can’t even hear ya

They gone kill bout the man in the mirror

She get chills You should see her in the mirror

Let have rich sex

We both be grinding

Imma hit you back my **** I’m grinding

I Fell I love with money now we both Bonding

I been had wings yeh baby I’m the pilot

I come from beach where they catching shells

I can’t see these **** all my verses Braille

She say she a fan she know my verses well

If we get locked she’ll never kiss and tell

I came from rags to riches

Now I’m painting pictures

Now the picture painted

I be granting wishes

His life fairytale

I know the hood well

My steppers take the stairs

They joke like Dave Chappelle

U can tell I said my prayers

U can tell I count my blessings

Yeh I pop bottles for em for all my **** resting

I told her she a blessing that’s when she stared blushing.

She say u fresh I got her thinking that I’m Carlton cousin

Fresh prince bitch I be drinking belaire

This loud bitch I can’t even hear ya

They gone kill bout the man in the mirror

She get chills You should see her in the mirrror

Let have rich sex

We both be grinding

Imma hit u back my **** I’m grinding

I Fell I love with money now we both Bonding

I been had wings yeh baby I’m the pilot