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lirik lagu canvas – sekond

[intro:]

let your dreams manifest through your actions
s— i got an answer anytime you’ll be asking
why the h-ll everything this way
why the h-ll everything so lame
why the h-ll everything so grey
pull out the brush let me paint

[verse: 1]

now how the f— you gon‘ write a verse about painting walls when you sit inside
mood straight down i slip and slide
but i think s— i gotta get it right
i think its time to spray paint, load up the ak
red bullets in the air like its mayday
strapped with the brush hit the canvas, stab in the gut like its melee
in the back of the bus typing verses
the type that you’re writing in cursive
smoke herb, yeah that purp, got a lighter in your purse, acting like she ain‘t heard it
but f— it it’s cool
you gotta do what you gotta do
she look like
who the f-ck are you
b—- you gotta move when im coming through
s— im f—ing up the booth when i hop into
main man with the grey lense
eyes wide like gold in my vision
bay sand with the spray tan
f— fake friends
lay grams
smoke blow up in the wind
got me all up in my feelings
with a couple other b—-es
rolling up with a little bit of scuf in the end
like snoop did back 95‘ lay back let the blunt go rounds in this b—-
do it til’ it’s about go down in this b—-
what goes around comes back around til‘ i hit
let life make you go bounce in this b—-
thats right b-bounce with this s—
get down with this s—
go ahead come get it and bounce with the clique like

[pre-chorus:]

[chorus:]

now let me paint all these f—ing walls
let me paint all these f—ing walls
let me paint all these f—ing walls
let me paint all these f—ing walls

now let me paint all these f—ing walls
(why the h-ll everything this way)
let me paint all these f—ing walls
(why the h-ll everything so lame)
let me paint all these f—ing walls
(why the h-ll everything so grey)
let me paint all these f—ing walls
(pull out the brush let me paint)

[bridge:]

i never thought that i would get to paint like im pic-sso, my eyes closed, im high though
(off that loud)
i never thought im rocking with these lenses like im flacko but im spending all my guap
(when im in town)

[verse: 2]

i never wanted to rap, i wanted to express myself
hit the gym, benchpress myself
dad ain‘t around so i had to learn quick how to dress myself
so i had to man up from a young age
you can’t hit me with a pumpfake
spent a long time on the runway
s— gon‘ be alright i gotta make it through sunday
all my friends telling me to come play
stuck at home so i complain
had to be the man when my brother was born, imma be a great dad someday
never thought about the s— life
always thought about the rich life
always thought about a better day
better pray, better wait, change and sit tight

[pre-chorus:]

[chorus:]

now let me paint all these f—ing walls
let me paint all these f—ing walls
let me paint all these f—ing walls
let me paint all these f—ing walls

- sekond

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