Self-Provoked - Perfect Picture lyrics

Verse 1 You remind me of my first black book Covered up messes underneath each slap jus for looks Had our problems, and they obviously changed you But you continuously naggin, yeah that sh** ain't cute I try to be a nice dude, but your attitude k**s it all And you wonder why im always high when I call Its problem after conflict All the mistakes and apologies Im losing interest in this game ??? Stress conquers the mind of mine I keep on trying but now its time To let you know how I feel so i do it like this Take you to a private place Look you in the face and convince Im sick of all your garbage, youre a fake b**h Tell me not to be that and this but you do the same sh** The nerve that you got What you earned is what is rot It was firm but now its soft This relationship must stop Chorus I try to paint a perfect picture But the image i envision isnt perfect I know im better when im with ya But i dont want no one to save me Dont try to save me Verse 2 So this is when you start crying You start lying But i ain't feelin bad at all So you can start wiping those tears off your face You look really dumb 2 days back you were tellin me how your feelings were nun You werent showing any affection So i started texting Homegirl from baskin robbins She gave me secret s**tin It was history that sh** woke me up Like coke in the cup Bout the s** she spoke about us Not me and her But about me and you How you seem to be careless in presence of other fools Exotic fumes catch my eye once in awhile But i need more than a fake smile Your a mad child Noticed all the negativity you carry You gossip and complain everyday on the daily I used to be fond of you, used to call you baby But now all i gotta say is b**h that you crazy Chorus Verse 3 I try to paint a perfect picture but yall really hate And all i hear is max you good but you ain't really great Is that a real debate? sh** i thinks not Drowin all my sorrows sippin at the local drink spot Every night at the same bar and no one likes me Fighting, lost in translation i might be Its so incising I feel the hate like its taking And im about to break like fake bling I get the notion im potent but steady broken So when im hopin im smokin, they steady chokin They think max a joke, but i rap till backs get broke And wack tracks lack the dough Us real n***as is lettin you turn fake I teach love but in turn i learn hate And in that same cla** im learnin the word fake My life is too heavy i should probably burn weight Mothaf**a Chorus