"Paint" lyrics

"Paint"

I been painting me a picture
Reading from the Scripture
But I been drinking by the pitcher
And I been praying for forgiveness
But all the shady business
And all the crazy news I witnessed
It made me callous, made me jealous, mad mad
I see the future for the children and it's sad sad
Humility is nothing but truth
And my pride is just a lie living under this roof

I fell in love with not loving myself no
Run that back, I admit it, needed the help
Shit, we all need it
Can't even walk in my own shoes now, defeated
Clever? I don't know, maybe
Stringing together fancy words to sound cool
It won't save, huh? Why?
'Cause I'm somebody's baby

I realize looking through these real eyes
It ain't about the blood, it's who I cut with my real knife
Yeah it's real life and I just wanna feel right
I never dealt with the devil, deal didn't feel right
I'm so misaligned I could probably be [?]
And [?] pill tight take it with a [?]
I lost the power to keep my will right, damn

See I been painting me a picture
Reading from the Scripture
But I been drinking by the pitcher
And I been praying for forgiveness
But all the shady business
And all the crazy news I witnessed
It made me callous, made me jealous, mad mad
I see the future for the children and it's sad sad
Humility is nothing but truth
And my pride is just a lie living under this roof

It comes and goes too quick and then we die
Life's a watch with wings, time flies
And I been fighting all my life [?]
No opponent though, I'm just fighting with myself
Chasing money in a wet dream
Had me running circles like I'm out here with the drag team
I have no interest in your interests, like a tax lane
Out here acting like a rapper, that's a wrapped scene (damn)

And I don't even need a real hook to keep my lines right
Fishing for the answers so I keep my lines tight
Shit, I lost my mind, right? tell me when the time's right
Vision 20-20 on that ass, yeah it's hindsight
Way too angry for no reason
I'm constant changing like the seasons
And if I spring past summer I won't fall
But then I'm freezing cold

And I ain't doing well with getting old
And I ain't doing well with staying up late searching for my soul
Damn
It's nearly time to go, huh

Momma tried, momma tried, momma tried yes sir
Oh Lord, ym momma tried
And I remember the day I walked inside
I walked upstairs then I seen my momma cry so I

Started painting me a picture
Reading from the Scripture
But I been drinking by the pitcher
And I been praying for forgiveness
But all the shady business
And all the crazy news I witnessed
It made me callous, made me jealous, mad mad
I see the future for the children and it's sad sad
Humility is nothing but truth
And my pride is just a lie living under the roof

I been painting me a picture
Reading from the Scripture
But I been drinking by the pitcher
And I been praying for forgiveness
But all the shady business
And all the crazy news I witnessed
It made me callous, made me jealous, mad mad
I see the future for the children and it's sad sad
Humility is nothing but truth
And my pride is just a lie living under this roof


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