All Black

You paint a picture of my heart

Yeah, yeah

You paint a picture of my heart, yeah

It was alright, yeah, you shoulda used a different color

You had the nerve to call it art, yeah

I'ma paint it all black and then give it right back

Someone just pass me the paintbrush

So I can write "Fuck 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 favors (Yeah, all these niggas lie)

That boy, bye, yeah

Thought I was like crying, yeah

He not even mine, that nigga lost his mind

I pay that boy no mind, yeah, I'ma go get mine, yeah

Dudes washed up like the seaside

You paint a picture of my heart, yeah

It was alright, yeah, you shoulda used a different color

You had the nerve to call it art, yeah

I'ma paint it all black and then give it right back

I just a package, it's on the way to your house, yeah

And in it you will find a heart that I painted black, yeah

And if you flip it over, it says that there's no trust, yeah

And I can't trust these niggas, I'm screaming that all out, yeah

You paint a picture of my heart, yeah

It was alright, yeah, you shoulda used a different color

You had the nerve to call it art, yeah

I'ma paint it all black and then give it right back