"Portray" lyrics
Ain't no portrayin' this, can't trust nothin' 'cause they watchin' your moves
I'm 'bout to break my wrist, shit so cold, swimmin' like an igloo
Ain't no portrayin' this, now I got blood on my hands and blood on my boots
Yeah, yeah, never felt like this before
Never in my life, got a bad bitch and a two-door
And it's hard to see sometimes when you get this shit from the floor
I'm not perfect, you know why
That's just the way this is, you can't portray this shit
Maison Margiela on top of my shoes and my tee, baby, that's me (Okay, let's go)
I don't really be around cockroaches that's leach, leave 'em on read
Rose gold watch same color butterscotch, got your bitch jaw droppin' on me (Okay, let's go, yeah)
Big Drip, baby, I'm a fiend (Yeah), but I'm so handsome, I could be on magazines (Yeah, what?)
Shorty, I don't know what you're sayin', oh, but you prefect
Got my pistol with no safety on 'cause I'm nervous
Got three-thousand dollar glasses on like I'm nerdy (Yeah, okay)
I'ma appreciate everyday 'cause life's not certain (What? Salute)
So much on my mind, but I really don't say too much
Too much, oh, don't say too much
Hate to see you cry, but I really can't be your crutch (Oh)
Ain't no portrayin' this, can't trust nothin' 'cause they watchin' your moves
I'm 'bout to break my wrist, shit so cold, swimmin' like an igloo
Ain't no portrayin' this, now I got blood on my hands and blood on my boots
Yeah, yeah, never felt like this before
Never in my life, got a bad bitch and a two-door
And it's hard to see sometimes when you get this shit from the floor
I'm not perfect, you know why
That's just the way this is, you can't portray this shit (Okay, let's go)
I'm 'bout to break my wrist, shit so cold, swimmin' like an igloo
Ain't no portrayin' this, now I got blood on my hands and blood on my boots
Yeah, yeah, never felt like this before
Never in my life, got a bad bitch and a two-door
And it's hard to see sometimes when you get this shit from the floor
I'm not perfect, you know why
That's just the way this is, you can't portray this shit
Maison Margiela on top of my shoes and my tee, baby, that's me (Okay, let's go)
I don't really be around cockroaches that's leach, leave 'em on read
Rose gold watch same color butterscotch, got your bitch jaw droppin' on me (Okay, let's go, yeah)
Big Drip, baby, I'm a fiend (Yeah), but I'm so handsome, I could be on magazines (Yeah, what?)
Shorty, I don't know what you're sayin', oh, but you prefect
Got my pistol with no safety on 'cause I'm nervous
Got three-thousand dollar glasses on like I'm nerdy (Yeah, okay)
I'ma appreciate everyday 'cause life's not certain (What? Salute)
So much on my mind, but I really don't say too much
Too much, oh, don't say too much
Hate to see you cry, but I really can't be your crutch (Oh)
Ain't no portrayin' this, can't trust nothin' 'cause they watchin' your moves
I'm 'bout to break my wrist, shit so cold, swimmin' like an igloo
Ain't no portrayin' this, now I got blood on my hands and blood on my boots
Yeah, yeah, never felt like this before
Never in my life, got a bad bitch and a two-door
And it's hard to see sometimes when you get this shit from the floor
I'm not perfect, you know why
That's just the way this is, you can't portray this shit (Okay, let's go)
