You ever look at your phone and think I didn’t Sometimes you be in the middle of the vision And know it’s probably time to go back home again I’m back to old ran out of news to post to show to them A lot of people just go straight to their roots just to feel whole again I rather run into them acting like the new me They say the way I act now is weird they feel like they never really knew me Yeah yeah whatever you doing good I see you Gucci Designer Prada you be rocking Louie About to make it happen like we haven’t heard that before See I don’t say nothing I just act so they can’t say I need a cap to wear If I do something you’ll hear about when it’s out in store Don’t read between the lines I have no hidden clues for you to find I drop a dime so I can let somebody else get it But it ain’t worth a dime no more I kind wreck that shit I’m sorry that I laugh when I look in your eyes and saw your light was dim Told you it’s stupid didn’t believe me that’s what you get for it You thought I was writing some kind of song nah I’m just typing shit It rhyme if you don’t get stuck on how it sounds and shit A to b don’t try to connect without adapting it You just going lose your fucking track like yeah fuck this shit Up and shift reverse and pull out of the lot you driving in Now take a right I’m that type to win a fight Just to fall down out of continuous Make it a tie, close my eyes, you wonder why You hear me snoring I got bored, hop in my foreign It’s my dream, this what I’m doing Fuck your opinion you ain’t in it You just imagining it was you living this story Lot of people want the top so they going climb up stories Library tryna learn how to infiltrate the industry Get on your knees bitch diddys coming for you Sip this drink do you feel loopy yet sorry I ain’t interested in quick routes, I’ll skip the private party’s You can take a straight shot, I’m going stack my legos Each block represents the steps that I took up You just took it up the ass and signed the dotted lines you got your soul snatched You one dirty little freak, but I ain’t judging you Get your money stack it up And dine in luxury I’m going keep on struggling to make it Even if I never become famous Til my last breath I’m going keep fighting battles It’s a test of will power, some will coward It ain’t my fault that my will stronger I can’t take these back stab and keep walking Bones broken not a problem I’m going build my muscle stronger Callous from all this labor, well what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger New flow on the track. Purple lightning the martyr Hop up on a boat and charter Going fishing in the harbor Never mind the fucking weather If it’s raining put a coat on Bitches complaining that it’s filthy Just because it’s smell like shit Deal with it you fucking bitch I’m just tryna catch some fish Gold digging contest All these bitches catfishing Soon as you meet them in person Now they switch from bad to average Talking crazy bout us nigs But we be using real pics They be quick to contradict Oh it’s different for a bitch Yes it easier to fish All you gotta do is look Take a walk around the block And already cuffed up a new boo He going take back to live At his place you got it all Still going complain it’s not enough Damn it’s fucking job to be in love Got put them hours in and you ain’t even getting paid Provide a roof for them and you don’t even get no praise No respect they going cheat on you like that They going play the victim card, I swear they never got your back Now you got up pregnant You get stuck for a little while Cause the new nigger a bum And the baby needs some formula Really she need a new purse She going say you didn’t pay her After she used it on herself You think damn I can’t even hate her Because you respect the game she played Game is game, and you probably would’ve did the same thing Maybe you loyal, I am, but you still got your flaws Nobody perfect, if we was we all be robots But since we’re not we’re just flawed humans Tryna make it, get our doe, live our dreams If we get lucky fulfill our fantasies But I don’t think I’d ever be that lucky So I just settle for enough to raise a family And that’s on god purple lightning333k - authentic speech
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You ever look at your phone and think I didn’t
Sometimes you be in the middle of the vision
And know it’s probably time to go back home again
I’m back to old ran out of news to post to show to them
A lot of people just go straight to their roots just to feel whole again
I rather run into them acting like the new me
They say the way I act now is weird they feel like they never really knew me
Yeah yeah whatever you doing good I see you Gucci
Designer Prada you be rocking Louie
About to make it happen like we haven’t heard that before
See I don’t say nothing I just act so they can’t say I need a cap to wear
If I do something you’ll hear about when it’s out in store
Don’t read between the lines I have no hidden clues for you to find
I drop a dime so I can let somebody else get it
But it ain’t worth a dime no more I kind wreck that shit
I’m sorry that I laugh when I look in your eyes and saw your light was dim
Told you it’s stupid didn’t believe me that’s what you get for it
You thought I was writing some kind of song nah I’m just typing shit
It rhyme if you don’t get stuck on how it sounds and shit
A to b don’t try to connect without adapting it
You just going lose your fucking track like yeah fuck this shit
Up and shift reverse and pull out of the lot you driving in
Now take a right I’m that type to win a fight
Just to fall down out of continuous
Make it a tie, close my eyes, you wonder why
You hear me snoring I got bored, hop in my foreign
It’s my dream, this what I’m doing
Fuck your opinion you ain’t in it
You just imagining it was you living this story
Lot of people want the top so they going climb up stories
Library tryna learn how to infiltrate the industry
Get on your knees bitch diddys coming for you
Sip this drink do you feel loopy yet sorry
I ain’t interested in quick routes, I’ll skip the private party’s
You can take a straight shot, I’m going stack my legos
Each block represents the steps that I took up
You just took it up the ass and signed the dotted lines you got your soul snatched
You one dirty little freak, but I ain’t judging you
Get your money stack it up
And dine in luxury
I’m going keep on struggling to make it
Even if I never become famous
Til my last breath I’m going keep fighting battles
It’s a test of will power, some will coward
It ain’t my fault that my will stronger
I can’t take these back stab and keep walking
Bones broken not a problem I’m going build my muscle stronger
Callous from all this labor, well what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger
New flow on the track. Purple lightning the martyr
Hop up on a boat and charter
Going fishing in the harbor
Never mind the fucking weather
If it’s raining put a coat on
Bitches complaining that it’s filthy
Just because it’s smell like shit
Deal with it you fucking bitch
I’m just tryna catch some fish
Gold digging contest
All these bitches catfishing
Soon as you meet them in person
Now they switch from bad to average
Talking crazy bout us nigs
But we be using real pics
They be quick to contradict
Oh it’s different for a bitch
Yes it easier to fish
All you gotta do is look
Take a walk around the block
And already cuffed up a new boo
He going take back to live
At his place you got it all
Still going complain it’s not enough
Damn it’s fucking job to be in love
Got put them hours in and you ain’t even getting paid
Provide a roof for them and you don’t even get no praise
No respect they going cheat on you like that
They going play the victim card, I swear they never got your back
Now you got up pregnant
You get stuck for a little while
Cause the new nigger a bum
And the baby needs some formula
Really she need a new purse
She going say you didn’t pay her
After she used it on herself
You think damn I can’t even hate her
Because you respect the game she played
Game is game, and you probably would’ve did the same thing
Maybe you loyal, I am, but you still got your flaws
Nobody perfect, if we was we all be robots
But since we’re not we’re just flawed humans
Tryna make it, get our doe, live our dreams
If we get lucky fulfill our fantasies
But I don’t think I’d ever be that lucky
So I just settle for enough to raise a family
And that’s on god purple lightning333k - authentic speech