Lyrics:
demon that be creepin' around my temple
Ready to set me off like Vivica or make me cross like a crucifix
Or the legs on a Buddhist sitter deep in
problems we gone fix them
You don't wanna face the nine and get carried out by six
Imma stay away from twelve and go hit another lick
Tried to lock me up in
know me
I sow reap so deep that the seed pop straight into an old tree
Roots be rooted and lost like roofies
Grown man 'goofys, mad at the young lad
black his eye, that's no lie
I'm on my square, blowin' circles in the air, of that purple
I'ma boss and you a worker, listen here boy don't make me hurt
black his eye, that's no lie
I'm on my square, blowin' circles in the air, of that purple
I'ma boss and you a worker, listen here boy don't make me hurt
black his eye, that's no lie
I'm on my square, blowin' circles in the air, of that purple
I'ma boss and you a worker, listen here boy don't make me hurt
black his eye, that's no lie
I'm on my square, blowin' circles in the air, of that purple
I'ma boss and you a worker, listen here boy don't make me hurt
black his eye, that's no lie
I'm on my square, blowin' circles in the air, of that purple
I'ma boss and you a worker, listen here boy don't make me hurt
cash
Gotta new crib with a weed lab
Crisp bills I need that
Fuck your team where the freaks at
Hundred deep in VIP niggas always hatin'
I came in
deep in this gang life to escape
World must be upside down if you see me draw my flag
Keepin' it up, first drill had a purple rag tied 'round my face
lubricant
Can quit right now I'm to Legit
Fucked up off that goose & henn
Always faded like we brewin gin
Purple haze, doobies in rotation
Trap location,
to city lights and make a run,
Run
Run
Break yourself away from the deep end
You said life won't change in a weekend
Under city lights
City lights
I know
from the pain, you know the joy gone win
Just try again
Get up and try again
I grabbed a purple pen
Deep breath before I vent
Or is you gone let me in
come around (we gon' screw dat)
You see some 80 4's creepin through ya town (we gon' screw dat)
We started the purple stuff down in H-Town (we gon' screw
like Herschel
I hit it right have her walk-in with a pigeon foot
Rolling 10 deep big bag like an elephant
She a freak hoes mad can't stand me
able you to see
Next years not dominated by success,
Kobe's injuries done the rest
20 years purple and gold,
That is loyalty written in bold
Ooh you feel that as I take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots
When nobody said life was going to be easy
And we travel to this
[Ludacris]
Oh you feel that as I take you to them dirt roads deep in your southern roots
When nobody said life was going to be easy
And we
all them pills
I just spending all that cash
Way too high but to much class
Color purple oprah smoke
Where you go in purple loafers
Tho I am focused do
never touch purple drink now I'm sat here leaning
You cut me deep in the mind now you got me bleeding
They're like "what is wrong with you?"
I got trust
Coco Pines, deep on purple ice
We talk of the town, my niggas advance
My shit is so ready to rhyme, uh
Drip on ice, flesh, it dies, she can't never hide
bound your heart to mine
I can feel it within me deep inside
Your heart beat echoes in my ears
Broken by the sound I'll never hear
If you were with me
to the game bitch I'm a bachelor
Play I make his cap fly like it's graduation
People got so much to say about the GOAT
I can't look in too deep I can't
You ain't never made love with a real nigga, I can tell by the way that I deal with ya
I ain't nothin' like a ex, I'm a real nigga, Spittin' game, I
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