PURPOSE

We pull up nigga, creep up nigga Smoke them niggaz I know where they be at And thats it nigga Lets see whats up with them niggaz there Lets see, Lets see who laugh last man Hop out Suburbans Young Niggaz, be swerving First shot we gon miss it but Nigga he did it on purpose Busting the 2 then the 3 Then a nigga he sent to the surface Now a nigga on the front page In the grave, for the purchase Grave for the what Bitch I'm Mood Swinging PTSD while I'm sippin Everyday that my eyes open I know that I'm bless But A nigga stay hopeless They be saying I be doing too much Toss it Up hoe I'm living my life Never had shit came out the mud Paid the cost now I'm livin' on top like I be bossin, Money All In Need the Barclays I sell out the Garden My ambition on Nipsey, I ain't really crippin But I'm finna run marathons bitch Big Blue, that's a Yankee Pinstripes what I'm jackin If aint 102 or LA SALA I promise my city we makin it happen Mob Ties, Drizzy Finna Link up with the Bros And we planning it out, no case no slippin If they huntin me down, repercussions come round It really don't make no difference like If they huntin me down, repercussions come round It really don't make no difference like Gun em down, Gun em down we gon get em It's 5-28 (Eight) I remember the day aye 11-5 I been praying high To Blaxk and Jose hey Thinking about all my niggaz Above the ground, Ain't see early graves I pray that we living up more life And dodge jealousy's She wanna f*ck with a real nigga, Trill nigga I pop a perky too heal quicker 2 Opps in the field Niggas know im quick to drill a nigga Free all my bros thats on lock down They killed Pop got me hot now Drop top with a price on my head I'm feeling like Pac now Ambition born to lose but we built to win Killed Blaxk But I'm really him So every bar man I'm going in 9Milly tighting loose ends Quarter Milly i was 21, 22 I let the devil in But I'm blessed now kuz I'm heaven sent It's 5-28 (Eight) I remember the day aye 11-5 I been praying high To Blaxk and Jose hey Thinking about all my niggaz Above the ground, Ain't see early graves I pray that we living up more life And dodge jealousy's I'm screaming Dior Dior Now thats all I rock for the shoot They took away Pop now all of my niggaz My niggaz is Woo ooh ah Run the city, all my niggaz know Its jiggy, run it up, give it up Them niggaz don't want no beef My nigga c'mon, you got a gun And you shootin' in the air C'mon thats like shooting me And leaving me alive nigga I'm gon come back at you now harder