Purple Prints

It’s the

It’s the

It’s the return

It’s the Fundalelic

Know you smell it

Once the lighter hits it

Stomp through solid ground you feel the Concrete shifting

Mister swing and never missing

Since arrival on a mission

Uh shine but they don’t glisten

So def it’s hard to listen shit

This the shit to make em go dumb

Like they ignorant that’s zero sense

Get rich or die trying baby 50 cent

But I ain’t from Jamaica

Made in Harlem Or that’s Mecca

Paid my dues only true it’s about time

I get my check up

Like a physical

It’s critical no need for names I’m at it Hoping it comes back like subliminals

Or practicing chiropractics

Building like the gods

For supreme Mathematics

For that cabbage I’m a savage

Still I keep my soul salvaged

Ain’t no selling mine

Back when I was young and dumb was Selling dimes

But now I’m pushing raw

And I ain’t selling lines

I’m getting mine

On my ten but rep the nine

Same block as big L

So only right that everything roll is Big Ls

I dwell on the past when me and blaze was on our last couple dollars

So I Promise we gon make at least a Million

Yelling oh what a feeling!

Fuck a numb I know You feel it

Bitch I’m bout to make a killing

Head dot 'em like krillin

Be the first to go

So don’t take it personal put on like I’m the first to know

Is it my charm that got these bitches

Eating from my palm

And imma get up in it like a thong

**** steady simping

I don’t know What’s going on

Man these **** steady simping

I don’t know what’s going on

Whoa

Overflowing I’m on overload

The overlord from underground

Rising Up from down below

Slow

For any bozo that oppose it

You talking to the chosen

Cold Chilling why you frozen

What the fuck is an opponent

To a motherfucking tyrant

That’s Like asking what’s an ant to a Giant Why even defy it

There’s no reason to deny it I’m the livest To these novices

They fly but I’m the pilot

You can’t deny it

Is it my charm that got these bitches

Eating from my palm

And imma get up in it like a thong

**** steady simping

I don’t know What’s going on

Man these **** steady simping

I don’t know what’s going on

Is it my charm that got these bitches

Eating from my palm

And imma get up in it like a thong

**** steady simping

I don’t know What’s going on

Man these **** steady simping

I don’t know what’s going on