Tre'shawn Money a.k.a. Streetspittah - Purges lyrics

Bruh, I'm the epitome of greatness I'm so real, my authenticity is contagious Going hard since I was born, never in hiatus I'm going no ceilings, while you're still stuck in the basement I'm a missile in the sky, the military's got me in surveillance I'm floating on cloud nine, no gravity like I'm weightless Walking around with shades, because maybe I'm that famous Went to a restaurant hungry and left with the waitress When I go, I'm on girls like fragrance Both you and your music like to take it up the an*s Getting all the awards, it's a yearly basis If you tried to walk in my shoes, you'd struggle tying the laces I could spit my entire life like its Les Mis If you did that, then you'd be the definition of what lame is My rapping got me a reputation, yours made you more of a vagrant LONG LIVE MONEYYYY, I'm ancient and I'm ageless I'm k**in it, blood spillin' in villians Ballin with sk** and I'm spitting ill feelings Spitting verses, like I'm in churches, I'm taking down every hater This the purges, this the purges Living for a reason, spitting for a purpose, taking haters down This the purges… Sitting on the throne, I make it reign Making cash money, like I'm Bruce Wayne I'm living a life, that you can't even maintain Got so many girls, some even got the same name Demolishing haters in the way, like a hurricane She likes me ‘cause I'm smart, she came for my brain She bought a ticket, and then rode the train If she was the basket . . . all I did was drain I'm a rapper that's mastered all the elements Gamebattlefilms1? I'll win this battle with my regiment When your girl be in my crib, that's when she puts her phone on silent I pulled her strings, now I play her like a violin You're talking all this crap, you need a piece of gum Ya feel me? Because if you don't it's your fault for being numb Got your girl feeling all type of way, not just some She said, your verses, make me look like I'm spitting psalms I'm k**in it, blood spillin' in villians Ballin with sk** and I'm spitting ill feelings Spitting verses, like I'm in churches, I'm taking down every hater This the purges, this the purges Living for a reason, spitting for a purpose, taking haters down This the purges… Screwing with pussies, ya'll should call me Jerry On top and always here, born to be legendary Tryna call me out, but your weak arms couldn't carry Half of my success that makes me different from ordinary Uh, you the fruitiest, you're very strawberry Typical white kid, khaki shorts and leather sperries Got limited knowledge, with limited vocabulary Probably lived to the age of 12 believing in the tooth fairy I'm the truth, I bury The lies from you, it's scary how it varies but trust me it's the juice, it's cherry I pop those, like girls poppin pills like its dietary Overdose on that stuff, tomorrow on the obituary I manage to get things done, I do what's necessary You're sitting there with an IQ that matches Huckleberry Fins to swim in pussies, mouth to eat it up I'm the big bad wolf teaching lessons, you're a pup P-U-R-G-E-S