Purpose

Come on

I get dressed so I can charge a fee it's on purpose, need a stomp down to run it up for me it's her purpose

On my lil sis I could of took his life but he ain't worth it

This nigga scared he gon lose his wife he give her perkys

Make an example out you out of town niggas I'll merk you

Im on some money shit they always starting shit I take it personal

You on some funny shit it took a lil while for me to learn you

I got this liquor shit and I got powder too it's not detergent

I had to tell me bitch to stop callin my phone if it ain't urgent

I just bought some smacks with a old hundred thought I worked her

I got good bitches but I still get mad that they ain't perfect

She made a only fans, now she call herself a sex worker

Bitch, if you don't cut it out, I don't sell dick

But give me 10, I'll slut you out and I'll drop

Your ass off before I cuss you out and I'll put

You in a spot before I bust you down. Nobody was

Fucking with that nigga before I bring him around

Her fam like me, cause before me, she would never

Smile. I am not Eminem, I go the extra mile. I am

Not one of them, I'm turning pussy down. My nigga

Fuckin' with the lens, find another route

I know two type of shooters, both of you clout

I put you on my rich partner, he'll take you out

I get dressed so I can charge a fee its on purpose

A real hoe gon put me on my feet its her purpose

On lil bro I could of took his life he ain't deserve it He really think niggas want his wife she on perky's Got four different pills only two script

And my credit 7 something

That's a new whip

You never pulled a skit and watched your own news clip

You around some money getting niggas, but don't do shit

I'll turn the whole house vegan if I move in

Stripper with a boyfriend That's confusion

Hey, he ain't really having pap that's an illusion

Keep the purple jeans

Me, I'd rather do the Subies

Way before the virus, I was probably somewhere looting

I could be of 20 bands, I'm still stealing twin doobies

Gotta know you crazy when you lying, try to prove it

Talking to my baby like, ah-ah, you better not do it

I apologize for all the times I was a loser

Kinda slammed on these niggas Tim Duncan, Carlos Bruiser

This shit hit different

Must admit that I done chased a few, but now I chase chicken

Trying to leave my feelings in the past and handle straight business

Babe Lennon, damn near lost it all behind a fake scrimmage

Break in or couldn't up a road, now I got straight dinner

You can't tell me shit about the struggle, that's what make niggas

Brother told me, man, just keep it solid, that's a great difference