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Purpose
30
Hip-Hop/Rap
Utwór Purpose został wydany 24 stycznia 2025 przez GBE Strap jako część albumu ZotNDaBooth
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Data wydania24 stycznia 2025
WytwórniaGBE Strap
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia
BPM144

Teledysk

Teledysk

Kredyty

PERFORMING ARTISTS
GBE Strap
GBE Strap
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
GBE Strap
GBE Strap
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Notime
Notime
Producer

Tekst Utworu

Larka, what the fuck are you sipping?
I don't know
Hold on, what's that, ****?
I can't-
I can't sleep, keep tossing and turning
Throw back a Perc' in my sleep, reimbursing
Get high here, get to talking and cursing
Fake street ****, gotta meet him in person
But at home in the mirror rehearsing
Need some old Perc', need to fuck me a nurse bitch
All over the bowl, go fat, now I'm turpin' em
Top day back with a drink, now I'm burpin' em
Got up on first, ain't showing no mercy
I ain't even gon' cap, I ain't buying no person
Tripping on the ho, that shit make me nervous
I had up on my plate, but I ain't do it on purpose
Gotta go hard 'til I'm back on the surface
Tens in the thick, he demand 'em on certain
Did my whole own, but I ain't do it on purpose
I hope you stay down and keep rocking my jersey
Crocker trying to lock me down and fuck up my girlfriend
I have a little girl and I can't even sell
**** be confusing that money with realness
Tune down for the pound, I'm a real villain
You'll think a **** done learned this lesson
Facing the jet, got my main ho stressing
I ain't got no credit but a dope BS'in'
My life is sober, awful like the young getting restless
He the dope man on the ground, we be flexin'
Put shit together like I'm playing Tetris
Stomp on a ****, light him up like Sketchers
Summoning loads in the spot, it's a restaurant
Walk through a clutch in my fire, got a PC
Fuck a big line, I'll call it Gentry 5, Beijing
**** told on the whole game for some zap
Screeky and scary, so I can't even lie
One day, surprise a **** bitch in the house
Law 10 in Vegas, I was just shooting craps
Won't fight, coming from the Drac', take a bow
Wanna ho, play it, just visit my trap
I fuck your ho, fuck around, give you doubt, shit
Wicked in here, better hope you don't drown
Find my own route, I ain't even into the mouth
**** in my hood, they be fiending for a hat
If you're a smoke, put the beam on his back
**** better stay down, keep your team intact
Get out of the street, **** tryna get whacked
Stay out of there, you ain't ready for that
Chasing the money down to run a four flat
Written by: GBE Strap
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