Purple - Gotta Go lyrics

Verse 1 Keemie This song paints a Wonderful picture Two tumbling dice rolled a 7 With him being himself he got lucky twice But don't you ever think your safe Living a humble life Man its hard to stay alive When evil roaming them streets Them gangs my brother He got k**ed shot in the head For nothing but colors We all black A little talk could resolve that But not these streets though There ain't no equal Whenever the upper hand Get ready to suffer man Sympathies out the window Ain't banging 24/7 What you in for? Ooh it's cool? Real G's dead or in jail So who are you? I guess they heard heavens beautiful They can't wait Well I can Got goals on my checklist In the form of music My every quote is a message Every second I prove it To all my homies neglected And if you trapped in the streets Standing up Slanging d** All because you want to act like a G Just hang it up, stripes and bars the only patterns I see Cause Man life's so great when you fight your way, unify with the guys, civilize your rage utilize your demise So by tonight I'll pray yeah Hook Gotta Go Gotta Leave Gotta Go Gotta Leave Gotta Go Gotta Leave I don't know Honestly We gotta stop this bullsh** Losing our n***as to those bullets Not a politician but nod and listen Next time you think you bout to pull it Verse 2 [Purple] Stoned n***a, ain't nothing like Barack He's sagging so low you could see his f**ing socks Michelle's been riding his co*k, she couldn't stop Give it about 9 months, she's gonna pop Deliver shocks that pa** like static to his pops And to his mom, she tries to remain calm But she's ticked like a clock, something like a time bomb 'Cuz he blew it! She swore he would be an icon But he's losing, he's useless His future's been defeated Said f** school, it turns out it's something he needed No hustle, no bustle, no ambition or grind No luck... His well for wishing went dry Fronting like he's fly, just living a lie The Gucci belt he got on was stripped from a guy Jealous little snake n***a with glistening eyes Statistic f**, probably go to prison or die It's really sad, we were given a life To make something of it. You should take something from this: Time flies when you're having fun, and Time flies when you're having none, damn Get off your a** if you plan to be rich Calculate each step to make sure you don't trip Positive is dope, negative energy out the do' But I'm beating a dead horse right now, I gotta go-o Hook