Lola Monroe - Stay Schemin lyrics

I could paint a pretty picture, of pigment of pain and scriptures Of b**hes eyes on your riches Black tainted love in them mixtures Ah, it's like Pica**o, in this b**h Female pac up in this b**h I'll apocalypse your sh**rejoicing the thoughts of putting these b**hes bodies in hursesmy mission in body ambition like Nazi ignition And body all curses, no Shawties in pursesCause I keep a couple shooters that will straight John Goti your purpose These b**hes ain't real, they just real clown b**hes I remember when they used to feel like real down b**hes I'm from a city where respect don't come from currency And I don't wanna hear what you gonna do, what you done currently 15 left home to get my money right All I knew was hustle b**h, you see what my money like But I can still smell'em potent broke memoriesGuess that's how god kept me grounded like oh, remember these? Now it's just me and my n***a, I'm the Bonnie to his Clyde And I ride for my n***a, oh And all you snake a**, fake a**, hating a**, hoes Was just waiting for a b**h to blow just to pin point my pivatle pinnacles from my pitfalls I pity y'all yall pity fool, I pity the fool that pic y'allno question though, I be on that other sh**Like f** that hoe I'm on a mission JoeYou should too, if you knew What this game will do to you Look at all the bullsh** I've been through Been Picken through the bullsh** I seen through No Biggy though, I'm on some real sh** So really though, my mother need a new house Trying to put my brother through college so that sh** y'all talk about I could give a f** about.