Testo Pablo

Nobody wanna hedge bets unless they know the short cut
Come on baby don't play with me
Baby don't play with me
I'm all in
Out of the saucepan by now
You should have somehow
Told me that the game was rigged
The game was rigged yeah The game was rigged

But like Pablo
Pablo Picasso
Abstract I do what I want to
I do what I want to
You'll never be Pablo
Pablo Escobar
You ain't nothing but a replica

Coughing shit up
Probably smoking too much
Wanna quit
But I still blow this dope through my lungs
What a stitch up Sick cunt dopey as fuck
Floating along golden clouds
I'm rolling over the sun
Homie I'm on one
Paint the picture while emotions are charged
Chase some liquor for the broken and numb
Open their heart
Flash focus record leave me alone with my art
Low and behold cold chillin'
I spoke to your soul ghost in the dark
Forever I'm haunted by old feelings
Memories talk pulse quickens
Energy jolt sculpt lyrics
Penning my thoughts
Can't hold it in anymore
I edge closer to God willing
I can centre myself

But like Pablo
Pablo Picasso
Abstract I do what I want to
I do what I want to
You'll never be Pablo
Pablo Escobar
You ain't nothing but a replica
You ain't nothing but a replica

Copy cat, copy cat
Copy cat, copy cat
Copy cat, copy cat
Copy cat, replica
You ain't nothing but a replica

Copy cat, copy cat
Copy cat, copy cat
Copy cat, copy cat
Copy cat, replica
You ain't nothing but a replica

No idea's original ain't nothing new up under the sun
It's never what you do but how it's done hmmm
I contemplate it while I'm sipping on this sour rum
We flip a statement in the hope that we can power up
Count on us
To bring the flavour
Add some chili to your gumbo
Fuck a dickhead
I'm Dikembe like Mutombo
Yelling not in my house
I'm a shot blocker
Never cock block ya
Off the top of knot spot rocker
Mr top shotta
Don dadda dadda don
We some rap phenomenons
Our legacy weighs a tonne
Remember me when I'm gone
Set it off
Drop a bomb Vietnam to Hiroshima
Hit and run up on the block
Nobody seen it where I'm from
We don't ever call the cops
I'm Picasso when I jot
From blue to cubism critics put me in a box
Aroma like paloma all these pigeons wanna flock
I'm a dove hide a pack of cocaina in my socks
Anyone can get the chop like Don Pablo out in Medellin
We been going in since we were seventeen
Ayo we took it from the basement to the mezzanine
In this scene tryna be the greatest that you ever seen
Best believe

But like Pablo
Pablo Picasso
Abstract I do what I want to
I do what I want to
You'll never be Pablo
Pablo Escobar
You ain't nothing but a replica
You ain't nothing but a replica