[Verse 1: Joey Purp]
Once I read, if you don't belong, well then don't belong
Blowing loud, I'm sipping strong
Swear the color purple my favorite song
Far from where they all belong, Kiesha, Lucy, Abby, L
Burning reefer, burner on me boy I call that burning square
3 with me he burning squares I'm burning cookies on Fairfax
I'm with 3 hoes from venice beach, burning 3 kings on a yoga mat
Out of your door, n***a f** with that
Cardio coke n***a stuff a pack
In the California on a strict mission chopping trees down n***a lumberjack
I'm Michael Jordan, on the mic when I'm recording
n***a wanna text but a n***a don't know him
f**ing with them n***as [?] and he only ride for it
n***a want change, but a n***a won't spark it
Keys out the day key push the bu*ton when you start it
Better in the whip, headin over she parked it
Stupid in the brain, send a number a** retarded incredible
Tryna get a card grow a yard n***a medical
b**h with me me probably had a roll that was credible
Rolled of a mold that was bold and perennial
She don't even smoke, edible
Drive by flash as she flash put a dash on the dash
Cause the top speed probably regrettable
Chain smoking beebees n***as better eat their wheaties
Cause the [?] get the heebies [?] general
n***as losing weight better take what's ahead of you
People fake plank as the stakes get ahead of you
This is [?] selling weight what you better do
Put her in the place now the p**y on a pedestal
Guess it was the wave caught a break better rake
Cause the lawn get wet when the storm is ahead of you
Take it from a vet know the OG told me never be a snake in the wake of the revenue
Cartier frames on the face of a criminal
Put em in the cage to erase the subliminal
Put up in a case a mistaked individual
They used to vacate to relate the residual
All it really take is for fate to relay
It's your day for your date with the maker to pivotal
Guess today's grace is a shame
When he claim to claim to his name never slain in the middle of war
[Hook: Joey Purp
He was watching flicks
Move around her and protect
n***a thought he was finnesin'
n***as be wreckin'
p**y n***a should've had a weapon
n***a caught em' like I had to test em
Bullet proof on me, just in-case a n***a wanna harm me
That p**y n***a better have a army
A bomb and an squadron
SaveMoney n***a steady mobbin'
A general you f**ing with a sergeant
[Verse 2: Kami De Chuwku]
We was told, everything was a reason
If everything was a episode, then we wouldn't see no season
It was pay-per-view but the view was paper n***a bury me as a dead n***a
If fate would have it, they would pay to have us
Bury me on the Hilfiger
Bury me next to Barry White
Halle Berry or a country singer
I'm on equal measures with your predecessors
We speedin' up they gon have to catch up
Doing 95 on the 94
f** the drive, we was taught to fly
Something thru the air, never taught the specifics
21 off a lifeless sentence
Pops had the beer, mouth shut mom had to k**
We was learning how to count them numbers
When he came home they could take nothing from us
Muhf**ing crazy had to [?]
Boy we blowing this eco-friendly
With a cup of friendly you can call me common
Call Joey Pesci she off a empty belly
Boy we hungry, girl they love us
Heard you talking we catch them snitches
Harry Potter, your family picture
I am legend like William Smith is
This sh** here on 4th and inches for the finer quarter you can catch a bullet
To the middle section and n***a yes I dig it
They can read the verdict however they will
Muhf**er die everyday for a pill
I ain't never flinched in the face of no k**er
I ain't finna fold my n***as ain't b**hes
Imma keep it real tell you what it really is
My n***a hold bricks they are bigger than kids
Got the whole thing from the plug that's my brother
Hate snitching on a boy got a different mother
Homie cut the case look the judge in the face
Walk the bars and the gates see me out in the day
I was talk talk you ain't walked in a way
That's real talk you got nothing to say
Come come come to the bitter politician
See me in the spot motherf**er take a picture
Used to have a lady now we keep a couple b**hes
b**hes on us but we never put them hoes on business
Imma black out till I black out at this white b**h apartment
In an instant, blast take a sip of that mixture
Molly in the mixture, lean in the mixture
How that sh** feel boy? It's f**ing ridiculous
Making it out on my Christopher Wallace flow
b**h you look like Christopher Robin
Brush you off lightly, die like Christopher Lighty
Rest in peace Christopher Lighty
I'm f**ing politely, I need me a butler
f** it, I need me a island get to the chopper
f** the chopper I need a helicopter
With a couple choppers with extensions on em'
You gon' need a doctor and some mary mary
Kirk Franklin at the cemetery
T-shirts and obituaries
SaveMoney we a military
God in the house you can pray to whoever
If a cook good you can die in the kitchen
[Hook]