Frzy - Purgatory lyrics

[Verse 1: Frzy] I put up a wall Just to see the bigger picture Picture me comin' Out of the dark wit ya Wit ya they can't stand To see me richer I'm richer and if it's Adidas It won't fit ya Fit ya into my schedule I doubt that I doubt that y'all n***as Really about that But ‘bout that list you Made I top that So top that while trying To see where the top at See this ain't nothing But a little purgatory The paper ain't important ‘less you writing down a story I could make that Lose that And make it again That's why my drive work In any lane you see me in So then It's either heaven or hell ‘Cause just because I'm getting up Don't ever mean that I fell I vowed pre-veil That I would prevail So my moves hold weight You can tell by the scale [Hook: Frzy] Who's gonna save ya soul When the dark nights turn cold Who's gonna be there for ya No body is there for ya Who's gonna save ya soul When the dark nights turn cold Who's gonna be there for ya No body is there for ya Purgatory [Verse 2: Frzy] Y'all n***as on a treadmill Running in place Place me any place Bet they know my face Face the god spitter The game baby sitter They go ape sh** For this elevated gorilla Guerrilla warfare I know it ain't fair Banana clips Will realign your lips Lip lock wit the boy's a** That ain't a** As we proceed To give you what you need I know it look rocky To go against my creed The wait aging them Now they screaming for him Like Adrian They hating him These little f**s wanna win Like it's AVN I see W y'all n***as is UPN You only open ya mouth To put the doobie in Unless you want ya blood To flow without Coumadin Who's him FR-ZY The best n***a using these words And now you know why [Hook: Frzy] Who's gonna save ya soul When the dark nights turn cold Who's gonna be there for ya No body is there for ya Who's gonna save ya soul When the dark nights turn cold Who's gonna be there for ya No body is there for ya Purgatory [Verse 3: Frzy] I tell them rest in peace Peace And then I leave ‘em Piece by piece Pieces get pulled And so do cards I tell thirsty chicks To get well soon And I ain't signing cards I do this all day The hard way They question my character In all ways Like I'm bad at cosplay Or my family doctor was Cosby I'm probably One of the sickest n***as You ‘gon see They say my future meek But my mills get me ménage's A little cookies from Tahaji's Ain't costly And if we at war I'm Charlie you Bosley I turn my targets to targets So I can open up shop This is Hip Hop I'll meet you n***as at the tip top ‘Cause real rappers flow They don't drip drop [Hook: Frzy] Who's gonna save ya soul When the dark nights turn cold Who's gonna be there for ya No body is there for ya Who's gonna save ya soul When the dark nights turn cold Who's gonna be there for ya No body is there for ya Purgatory