Mozzy - Pure In The Pack lyrics

[Intro] I wanted a million and got me a million, as simple as that f** is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack f** is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack I wanted a million and got me a million, as simple as that f** is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack f** is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack, nah f** is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack [Verse 1] Eighty somethin' on the Rollie I bought a chain for the lil whoadie I bought a brick and poured the whole thing out That one's for the dead homies Red mob or it's no mob, get a headshot from that forty Lil bruh and them turned rat, I was heartbroken when they told me Put the Maserati on Forgis, I hit the curb off of that dotty We got the murder rate goin' up gang, and it's HellGang 'til they moke me Bandica and these Dolces, that mean I'm loafed up in this b**h We throw the fours up in this b**h I never froze up with that stick, yeah Paperwork hit the folk yard, you get poked up in that b**h They puttin' high demands in the soda pop, n***as poured up in that b**h I be like so what if he switch, that n***a hoed up on that trip I be like so what if he switch, that n***a hoed up on that trip, yeah [Chorus] Know I'm four finger bangin' baby, I'll die about it You tell your partner 'bout any them homis and you gon' do time 'bout it My iller n***a Sauce died and you know I cried 'bout it He was a real one, livin' through me so that n***a still one I'm rockin' the Rollie that come with the pointers, this ain't a steel one I hopped in the game, put on the gang, them n***as real ones I wanted a million and got me a million, as simple as that f** is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack [Verse 2] Ayy I got a family to feed, I got a family to feed I gotta keep blammy and things, you know that we still in the beef Pray for the k**er's release, pray for the n***a deceased I used to want a Caprice, that's when I dove in the streets That's when I ordered the cutie, I run up a half and flip me a P They think it's sweet in the city, but you can get flipped in a P They do they sh** in the East, they do they sh** in the North n***as'll pull up in Honda Accords, hop out and body your Porsche, yeah They goin' body for body for body and you need a wally for sure, ayy They goin' body for body for body and you need a wally for sure It ain't no more talkin' no more, you gotta put up a score That's how you put on for fourth n***a, that's how you put on for fourth, ayy [Chorus] Know I'm four finger bangin' baby, I'll die about it You tell your partner 'bout any them homis and you gon' do time 'bout it My iller n***a Sauce died and you know I cried 'bout it He was a real one, livin' through me so that n***a still one I'm rockin' the Rollie that come with the pointers, this ain't a steel one I hopped in the game, put on the gang, them n***as real ones I wanted a million and got me a million, as simple as that f** is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack [Outro] I wanted a million and got me a million, as simple as that f** is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack f** is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack f** is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack I wanted a million and got me a million, as simple as that n***a As simple as that n***a f** is you doin', we sendin' it back, no pure in the pack n***a Yeah, no pure in the pack n***a