Purple Reign

Pop the trunk, Got the bottles and the bud Had to celebrate so I made it out the mud Got to get it how I get it by any means Now I'm sitting back counting up the collard greens Sitting back counting up the collard greens It's too late can't be switching up the fucking teams Got the team with the Triple7 jersey's Player hating is a sin, It ain't for me Focused on my lane Trying to swim in champagne Smokin up my pain With some Mary Jane Demons in my brain Had to switch a different lane Roll some Purple Reign For the team, That's the gang Purple reign, Curt Cobain, That's a gunplay Who trying to comfort this, Better let the drums play Studio session with Triple 7, Ain't no question Flow like the ocean waves Working till I'm headed to my grave Phony mothafuckers always seem to blow up first What I gotta do rap my verse in reverse Or rehearse A fake script that I sold my soul Ain't never selling my soul or music to the devil Pop the trunk, Got the bottles and the bud Had to celebrate so I made it out the mud Got to get it how I get it by any means Now I'm sitting back counting up the collard greens Pop the trunk Got the bottles and the bud Had to celebrate so I made it out the mud Got to get it how I get it by any means Now I'm sitting back countin up the collard greens