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