Patient Picasso

[Intro] Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing left [Verse] Dropping 'em chopping 'em, ain't no real, stopping 'em Kather keep popping, I'm full Plotting on me like I ain't gotta clue Smoke out my nose, think I'm Benny The Bull Fuck on your bitch keep guessing on who Ride thru the stress I'ma jex and be bool Spent about 10k last year on the goop Just living my life, don't know what to do With all of these problems, but I don't need to solve 'em Rather keep mix and dissolving off in New Orleans Where killas got kids that grow up and be like they fathers, I mean regardless Just tell me what's left and I'll be there first to applaud it Pull up and park it, like all of these keys But push button, get it started, I mean regardless I need that wraith like spitta, I need that weight like Richard, I'm tryna cop a villa I'm tryna be the villain, I'm tryna see the millions, lately don't need these feelings As long as there's something left, as long as the feelings felt keep making me feel myself I need at least two myself, been thinking like fuck my health Don't need anybody help, a waste of life [Outro] Left, left, left, left Left, left, left, left Left, left, left, left