Lyrics:
shit come around (we gon' screw dat)
You see some 80 4's creeping through ya town (we gon' screw dat)
We started the purple stuff down in H-Town (we
a storm from deep inside the eye
Of hurricane don't lie.
Hurricane's don't lie.
In the hour of desperation,
You'll cry like a baby.
When it comes right
by her side and
See him running around in circles wearing purple and its
Turbo
He'll never let her go
He's always by her side and
You'll see him
for mine
Why hate on me and you far behind
Wasting time by talking down
You can still trash and I'm in my prime
You feeling bad and I'm feeling fine
the gun to sin
Like an angel with the dirty wings
Tainted by tastes of the soul
This is another level (I need to love)
Deep in black roses
Dateless
head gone
Purple drank up in my styrofoam
My styrofoam
Trappin drugs thru a iPhone
A iPhone
We been starving for so long
Way too many headstones
Anyone I
just one little look
You took me back to your place
And dressed me up in a deep sea diver's suit
You played the patriot, you raised the flag
And I
her mouth only out of spite
(Whoa-oh-oh) but I'd never hit a woman, never in my life
(Ayy) I was in too deep like Mekhi Phife'
(Ayy) in that pussy so
a pose
I'm still ridin' on elbows, in eighty-threes and eighty-fo's
The gangsta slab is what I flip, wood grain is what I grip
That purple drank is what
50 shots flyin', fly
Nigga, you want beef with I?
I hope you lyin', but why?
In the middle of tha night, I be fatigued, camouflagin' by
Huh? Nigga,
Girl you get wetter than agua (water)
I'm goin' deep in the pool (splash)
I got her screaming like opera (high note)
Problem child act a fool (bad)
fall in fast and plans fall apart
Johnny woke and felt the cigarette smoke like it was oozing out of every pore
Billie Jean, yeah she was deep in
Got me questioning
What are we supposed to be
I don't know anymore
Killed me at my core
No I'm in love with a girl
She's in love with the purple
Go get your ratchet, my homie, we not havin' that
Get 'em in the club when that shit jam packed
Keep thinkin' it's a game get your man jukes
I'm
unlikely
Here tryna get these checks, uh Nike
I be outside, i be outside
In the whip, wine down got the stick right by me
Strapped with the plastic
Go back
away
Sleep with that purple by her side
Now she's seeing strobe light
Her last man did her wrong
And he left her mind gone
She's just fading away
Till
one felt the chill
That lingered in the valley down by Reggabilly Hill
They came across the water they came across the sand
Everyone was singing Oh
a turtle.
Gas got me geeked, bitch I feel like Steve Urkle.
Move off this juice, yeah my vision be purple.
Rollin' deep in hell I just spawned my own portal.
prepared
Kappa and white tees is all that I wear
LV cologne, I move alone
Pull out the style said bitch I'm in the zone
Hoe ima vibe, this shit for life
I
to the radio, uh
Purple potion yeah I'm sipping two-oos
Frozen cup, gotta let it go
Uh, I'm in the gym pressing weights shoulder pressing plates like a waiter
a Grammy for that album
That I did with Chan
Guess it wasn't in the plans
Still got more paper than Jim
And Pam from my fans
They even got the underground
them ghetto and sober bitches in 'burban districts
I'm movin on passin' chumps, and very thoroughly promoted by God's Son
And this is the military turn
Purple light bulb, bathe in glowing
Incense burning
Reaching out for who I am deep inside
Crossleg-sitting, meditating
Feel a burn now
Searing
run deep as the bottomless ocean
Surviving the pain while riding the wave they see I'm floating, yeah
When I drive in the rain
I don't know where I'm
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