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timo cruz - the picture lyrics

(verse 1)

get money like loriggio where the cr-ps at, my songs are like ruth homeruns where the bats at
k!llin compet-tion show me where the gats at, eat with rich pigs used to eat where the rats at
i am what i am l guess its just thats that, youre all fake news show me where rhe facts at
say youre rebels well get crushed im an atat, and ill windu your head off like wheres his hat at
its a turtle race i guess im a rabbit, rap career just from p-ssion and habit
keep it 100 i know you can’t stand it, matter of fact keep it another planet
ap on my wrist on point like i vats it, all you rap molerats hide pop out get blasted
used to rap filler now i cut the fats it, had now its just lean meaty lyrics thats it

(verse 2)

b-tch i go in this sh-t is not a game, you try and copy my flow but its not the same
i hop on and then leave on the plane, i go on vaecae for 9 to 5 days
now money piles up like 9 to 5 ways, i go smooth to aggressive rapid like the waves
said i can change flow quick like waves
hold up hold up everybody wait…
uh
everybody bob your head and just listen, the rap life for me was not my vision
it landed in my lap and its now what im livin, but music is my art art so im not trippin
soon ill have all that ice on my wrist drippin, you might slip or get blinded by the glisten
when i say ill be rich its just a given, cause its in my thoughts and on paper written
i made my own studio while yall were sittin, some of you on the pot ain’t even sh-ttin
when i blow up imma keep on growin, dont got time to stop i keep on goin
on every track i put a different flow in, you can’t stop my shine ill just keep glowin
everybody thinks their outfits so in, but none of em even got money to be blowing
man
f-ck you mean…timo cruz

(verse 3)

still no chorus i just keep twisting flows, this ones just stop and then go
triple b thats ben bryce boudreaux, yeah thats my l i l b r o
the other ones trey but hes no mitch-ll, martinez gang so you can suck it hoes
for the other 2 we’re not fam no more, ask anyone i kicked them out the door
shout out to robby q my boys a real one, yall got bbs but we buy real guns
dont gotta say names they know who they are, keep acting how you do won’t go far

(outro)

personally i think i could always potentially produce a positively perfectly painted picture form from only birth but if i could potentially produce a positively perfectly pr-nunciated picture from only words and on that picture probably only words how many words is that picture potentially worth… b-tch

- timo cruz lyrics

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