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Purpose
4.092
Hip-Hop/Rap
Purpose werd uitgebracht op 10 oktober 2025 door B-Mill als onderdeel van het album Purpose - Single
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Releasedatum10 oktober 2025
LabelB-Mill
TaalEnglish
Melodische kwaliteit
Akoestiek
Valence
Dansbaarheid
Energie
BPM139

Muziekvideo

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Songteksten

Running up racks, bitch want me to stay
Tryna focus on music and stay out the way
I was bummy and popped, that was back in the day
Now I'm shitting on ****, ain't shit they could say
Dripping designer, I'm having my way
You ain't put in no pain, you ain't tapping this J
And it's back to the trapping if rapping don't pay
Love or hate me, I'm him at the end of the day
Know I'm gon' sin, but a **** still pray
I ain't sipping on liquor, I'm pouring up Quay
Get dropped on a ****, post up where he stay
I'm like Bond, number 9, how I up it and spray
Carrying thunder, I'm feeling like Shai
They don't know how it feel when the skies always gray
Told Brodie stay down, I'ma put him in play
Now the whole team eating this shit like a buffet
Rick Owens, my fit, back then I ain't fit in
I'm having that shit, ain't been broke in a minute
A **** not telling me nothing 'cause it's slide or provide, and I'm doing both, **** stop dissing
I'll hop in that car and push shit to the limit
Run down gang, we ain't doing no missing
And a bitch not telling me nothing 'cause I'm running up money on dawgs, I ain't doing no tricking
Before all this rap, I was lacking like shit
I won't go in no club without packing the grip
And a **** done came a long way from the bottom, I'm standing on business, real having this shit
I ain't touch me a mil, why the fuck would I chill?
And my name holding weight like I'm king of the hill
Nowadays **** die just for keeping it real
I ain't going like that, why I got it concealed
Running up racks, bitch want me to stay
Tryna focus on music and stay out the way
I was bummy and popped, that was back in the day
Now I'm shitting on ****, ain't shit they could say
Dripping designer, I'm having my way
You ain't put in no pain, you ain't tapping this J
And it's back to the trapping if rapping don't pay
Love or hate me, I'm him at the end of the day
Know I'm gon' sin, but a **** still pray
I ain't sipping on liquor, I'm pouring up Quay
Get dropped on a ****, post up where he stay
I'm like Bond, number 9, how I up it and spray
Carrying thunder, I'm feeling like Shai
They don't know how it feel when the skies always gray
Told Brodie stay down, I'ma put him in play
Now the whole team eating this shit like a buffet
Written by: Bee Mill
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