You paint a picture of my heart Yeah, it was all right Yeah, you should've used a different color You had a nerve to call it art Yeah, I'ma paint it all black and then give it right back Someone just passed me the paintbrush so I can write *** you all over the paper Yeah, what do you need, bitch, don't ask me I don't need no handouts, I don't need no favor Yeah, all these niggas lie Tell that boy bye Yeah, ***, I look like fine Yeah, he not even mine Yeah, nigga lost his mind I bet I put on mine Yeah, I'ma go get mine Yeah, dudes washed up like the seaside You paint a picture of my heart Yeah, it was all right Yeah, you should've used a different color You had a nerve to call it art Yeah, I'ma paint it all black and then give it right back I just sent a package, it's on the way to your house And in it you will find a heart that I painted black And if you flip it over it says that there's no trust And I can't trust these niggas, I'm screaming that out loud You paint a picture of my heart Yeah, it was all right Yeah, you should've used a different color You had a nerve to call it art Yeah, I'ma paint it all black and then give it right back I just sent a package, it's on the way to your house And in it you will find a heart that I painted black And if you flip it over it says that there's no trust And I can't trust these niggas, I'm screaming that out loud You paint a picture of my heart Yeah, it was all right Yeah, I'ma paint it all black and then give it right back I just sent a package, it's on the way to your house And in it you will find a heart that I painted black And if you flip it over it says that there's no trust