Painting pictures

Intro)

I'm tryna focus on my route

Stay in my lane

Took me a little while to adjust to the rain

Got to watch out for the people tryna' get in yo' brain

These hoes would burn y'all bridges for 15 minutes of fame

Minutes of fame, 15 minutes of fame

When the money came i seen everything change

Bitches talk a good game but with the pictures they paint

But with the pictures they paint they can't change

True colors, yea true colors

Yea

(Versе 1)

Poured my heart out on my finsta but i delеted it cause

I don't know them people they don't know me either

Its never safe for a nigga to express how he be feeling

Uhm, who the fuck wanna hear your problems

You got millions of dollars

This world about money it'll turn ya main mans to a monster

I got successful then i got closer with my momma

People wouldn't understand the pain that came with these riches

Ya' dawg will steal from ya just to impress these blood sucking bitches

Niggas can't get their mind right cause it's stuck on these hoes

To look good on the gram niggas would sell they soul

People lost in a trance trying to fake for their phone

It's like I'm stuck on a planet in a world of my own

And while my phone buzz, it reminds me of the days

I never paid my phone bill because it never rang

Gotta watch out for the people, who never asked for nun so when they asking for some they say they never asked for nothing

They all went crazy when they seen, all the pain that came with my dreams

They don't understand my pain, my struggle

Lost in my thoughts watching the sky turn colors

(Chorus)

Sun come up again

I saw the sun come up again

I watched the sun come up again

Outro)

I been trying to play some of that shit that i know y'all never get to hear, cause i'll never be able to drop it, lot of shit on my phone i'll never be able to drop, might get back on soundcloud drop a bunch of