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PureBred
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Hip-Hop/Rap
PureBred was released on November 18, 2022 by EMG as a part of the album PureBred
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Release DateNovember 18, 2022
LabelEMG
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

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Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ametriyus Thomas
Ametriyus Thomas
Songwriter

Lyrics

Aye aye
I know a lot of people think i'm like fallin' off
I honestly just feel like i'm just like getting started
Bet y'all ain't never met no **** as dope as me huh
I was praying to the lord for all my goals I hope I reach one
Through my city i'm just ridin' with my heat tucked
Just waitin' on a dumb **** to go creep up
Feelin' frogish **** you could leap up
Oh oh
I'm on the road
And everybody know and god knows
That I can't never let a **** slump me over
No I can't go
No I can't go
No I can't go
Uh
Just went with Five to go get poles bet they wont breach us
Know i'm in that field this shit real
I ain't never gone put my cleats up
Know i'm from the Land where shit get shiesty and you know some **** gone creep up
Head shot Bow! He leaked up
Makin' boss moves with my feet up
I'm smokin' on doja this ain't no cat
I tell her relax that's off the flat
Rollin' dice with Wikk and Dot hopin' I don't crack and that's a fact
Prayin' for all my healin'
Lord knows inside i'm a gremlin
Can't just go sit up on my ass I gotta go get me some millions
Ya feel me?
Tryna make deals on a cordless
What's a mil?
That's a fortune
Gotta heal
It's important
Let's be real
Im the hottest
And I ain't been the same ever since Dot left
I speak from the game always been conscious
Tryna move up in the game i'm on my boss shit
And if I sign a deal want it guaranteed
Deshaun Watson
Ain't never have money boy I was plottin'
All I had was old gum on the bottom of my pockets
Who's to say that lil meechy would never be poppin'
I'm from CLE Eastside shit
Steady sippin dirty got me nauseous
4.5 backwood got coughing
My **** running through **** just like they Tyreek Hill with the dolphins
I'm smokin' gas in the whip with Von my twin like 0-7 on boston
**** acting like I don't even flex often
Ima do this shit til i'm all in my coffin
And i'm purebred and i'm mislead
And I understand the consequence
Know some ole heads that be ridin round wit them young ****
Wit them choppas out get to poppin out they be coachin shit feelin like they Greg Popovich
When i'm in my moment I talk a lot of shit
When i'm in the club got my pocket stick
My new hoe mad got me blocked and shit
Can't do no romance cuz i'm out if it
Know my **** gone eat
Like we hit the lottery
Keep that tool on my waist I can't get out of place I can't let em come plot on me
Screamin' hometown hometown
Cuz that's where all of my shottas be
They say you a star you gone make it I gotta be
Ima run up a check boy i'm plannin' on lapping em
Written by: Ametriyus Thomas
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