Ron Gilmore - Purple Lights lyrics

[Produced by: Omen & Ron Gilmore] [Intro] Ooh give me that Ooh give me that [Verse 1] When the night time came I was plotting out flows Poking hard, they're feeling bitter as I'm chopping down hoes She's fireman, finna drop down poles Shaq in his prime as I'm knocking down goals Riding on the F-train, headed to the city All up in Jamaica, Queens, looking for some titties Always in the friend zone, tell you all the stories Stories I depend on p**y get me high, get me trunk and I been gone Got your hips on the floor, grip on your throat Got your lips on my chord, through this bliss I just pour Stress and express Working three jobs, can a king manifest Something better for myself, the only thing that help You the one I depend on Tired of being broke, putting change in the coinstar Think I lost my mind, I done been gone Back up in the Chi sorta feeling like I failed Turn Down King took a turn down hill Grown a** man back living with his grandma When the tour stops, life on standby Finna disappear, disappear like Field Mob Had a b**h tell me that I need a real job Swear that sh** stung, act like I ignore it You got me figures out, then let me here the story? Eventually I see through the fog Preserve like the sun and the stars I said too much, see I'm way too revealing Laying in your bedroom, s**ual healing Call it hollistic, it seems sorta mystic Life of a gypsy, my dick get autistic Drawing in your skin tone, it's only that one I depend on [Hook] Swear they wanna they tell you how to do it When they never done it or they blew it I ain't for the show, tell me what you know I ain't never changed up sh**, hanging with the same old clique I ain't for the show, tell me what you know Swear that they know me, they swear that they do n***as spread lies that could never be true But tell em what's new? Know you heard 'bout me, Turn Down King On the prow looking for a Turn Down Queen I ain't for the show, tell me what you know I came up Finna give me that Ooh give me that Ooh give me that Look at how I came up [Verse 2] Look at how I came up where the pain thrush See I built my own wings, never been a lame duck Always had dreams of me in a Wrangler Or a Range Rove but I couldn't hit my lay ups Now I'm thinking bigger though, y'all be running bullsh** Y'all be on the tip of dough, really finna get it though I'm on my tour sh** Word to Cozz, know the team way too strong Told me that the album took way too long But look at how I'm k**in' now, I'm way too on and I'm poppin' Haters wanna gossip I make moves, they make comments Dopart flow with the Dreamvillain mobsters [Outro] I came up