Joey Purp - Westwood Freestyle lyrics

[Verse 1] Tell the government that I'm coming for corrines Even foreigners aren't safe from the rain of the evil flying beneath you I teach you to read the science Feed the lions that eat you, I need you to be defiant A junkie that feeds for triumph Who got the heart of a k**er when k**ers dying? Been the realest since Jizzle, my n***a ain't even trying Try and come between us, you dying before you leave us Action isn't as accurate, pa**ion isn't as seen it Ran into my n***a Rod, asking him 'bout the seasons They happened to end up dead and we happened to see them leaving Pa**ionate was the paraphrase, accident was the reason They strike him if they not matching Poor gas on him if he seen it, cash on him if seen it Blast on him if he seen it, catch a plane ticket to meet him Nobody say sh**! Body bag or a body cast if you break it Silence is golden, and violent dishes served tasteless While they order up another order and need a camera recorder cause all they live is a movie But the genre is still the only thing up for sponsor I lender a foster, apparently they gon' sell it right back to me Who came first? The n***as shooting or the n***as hitting dirt Catch a bullet or catch a blessing, all that's left is a shirt His bullets ripped out his bod, his daddy dipped out first The problems ain't in the internet, the story still in the works [Break] Purple, Young Yeah let me keep going, let me keep going Young [Verse 2] I'm over fake n***as approaching me with compliments Opposition is obvious, they have common sense And lately p**y been complimentary I don't got time for these n***as or b**hes I don't have nothing in common with People change, things change over loose change We lose lives, kids k** just to make a name I'm sorry to be frank, n***as shooting point blank You lose your life, you get a T-shirt and a block in the day Make a bra** decision, know that you may have me twisted Room full of n***as with me all twisting they fingers I had a b**h that I would see every December Where you been baby girl? I missed you the last couple winters Figure we can reconcile over lunch and some dinner I know she got a man, but she know I'm gon' f** her better She said I'm always gone love her better, but she still come to f** with the n***a Run with the n***a, he tried to run with the funds I thought you knew me better, one phone call got shooters on call Folks from the nine still scoopin' work like a ground ball Was raised with real n***as that's why I'm awkward around ya'll Table of n***as that came from nothing We all know how it feels to be stuck and be starving We all grow, we only here to push culture and raise the bar so we ain't stopping 'til our garages look like car shows My old b**h attitude change like Chicago weather I asked her what I'd do without and I told her better They say we change once we got a glimpse of fame, but for the record, selling records came second to selling 'caine That's for real Whole team ballin' all by it's self, we put us on by ourselves And we still ourselves, no coaches, never had no help Why sell shoes when I don't watch my euro step I feel like, I feel like Mike moon walking with my brother June talking over three way calls with numbers involved Thirteen years, he only the penitentiary walls And the hoes still visit, he in prison still pimping Let's get it Young Purple