Bob Ross

By Demrick

On Payday

Released on January 15, 2021

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[Chorus]

Protect your energy at all costs

If I got it we gon' all floss

Paintin' pictures, call me Bob Ross

Die 'fore I fall off

Protect your energy at all costs

If I got it we gon' all floss

Paintin' pictures, call me Bob Ross

Die 'fore I fall off


[Verse 1]

Picture this, it's 5:46

AM and your grandma cookin' eggs with the grits

Way before the days you thought of payin' that rent

Now the cops wanna cuff you, take your prints

Your moms used to say you was a prince (Young king)

Now you locked in a cage on contempt

Moved to L.A. to see your name on a blimp (Let's go)

Like Ice Cube said but your day wasn't shit (Wasn't shit)

Now picture this

You bet on yourself and hit, you up like Chuck

Got haters countin' your pockets, buck by buck

Said you wasn't supposеd to make it, you got struck by luck

Now you gotta cut them niggas off one by onе (Damn)


[Chorus]

Protect your energy at all costs

If I got it we gon' all floss

Paintin' pictures, call me Bob Ross

Die 'fore I fall off

Protect your energy at all costs

If I got it we gon' all floss

Paintin' pictures, call me Bob Ross

Die 'fore I fall off


[Verse 2]

Flow thoughtful, turn pain to Picasso

All I need is weed, Hennessy, and Roscoe's

Picture this, she in L.A., she a model

She in love with the club fuckin' niggas with the bottle

Her OnlyFans buy the tickets out to Cabo

Runnin' scams on the 'Gram, it's lookin' like she hit the lotto (She won the lotto)

Picture this, hella bricks in the Tahoe

It was just a quick trip, you left your kids in the condo

Caught in your convo, you ain't notice you was bein' followed

They hopped out at the red light, you ain't gon' see tomorrow (Damn)

And yeah, these pictures so cold

They call me Bob Ross, I'm just a ghetto Van Gogh (For real)


[Chorus]

Protect your energy at all costs

If I got it we gon' all floss

Paintin' pictures, call me Bob Ross

Die 'fore I fall off

Protect your energy at all costs

If I got it we gon' all floss

Paintin' pictures, call me Bob Ross

Die 'fore I fall off


[Outro: Bob Ross]

This canvas, you're the creator

Anything that you want, you can build here

This is your world

Your dreams come real here