Different Purpose
[Verse 1]
Yeah
Me and my niggas had to starve way before we ate
Battle scars, duckin' laws and them prison gates
Now we out here gettin' fat, you niggas losin' weight
On this grind back-to-back, I can't lose my faith
I was stuck on the block, now it's State to State
Now I'm flyin' private jets, it was paper plates
I'm prepared for the shine, you niggas made to hate
I'm ahead of my time, you niggas way too late
I graduated from curb servin' with birds chirpin'
My words surficin', nigga, I got a different purpose
Hoes flirtin' while I'm splurgin', my foreign's German
Closed curtains, labеls searchin, your boy emergin' (Your boy еmergin', your boy emergin', your boy emergin')
[Chorus]
My words surficin', nigga, I got a different purpose (Different, different purpose)
My words surficin', nigga, I got a different purpose
[Verse 2]
Yeah
I started with a dollar and a dream yeah
I made plays, had to [?] with my team yeah
Welcome to my city, niggas bleed here
You ain't never seen what I seen here
I was blinded by the struggle, now I see it clear
Nigga this 2022, this gon' be the year
I don't see no competition or your opposition
I'm stayin' independent, fuck your proposition
Self-made nigga, got it out the trunk
I can take you to them days when we thought it was gon' jump
We was sleepin' on the floor, yeah, they thought we wouldn't come up
Now we out here gettin' rich
How the fuck y'all call it luck, nigga?
[Refrain]
I'm stayin' independent, fuck your proposition (Fuck your, fuck your proposition)
I'm stayin' independent, fuck your proposition
[Verse 3]
Uh
I can't do a broke bitch, droppin' tapes in '06
Been knew my flow sick
Went through that, no quit
Had to run the bands up, went bought a gold chain
Had to get my grams up, went bought a Glock 40
Pray it don't get jammed up
Nigga this L.A, niggas get blammed up
Went to go get a bag, had to get fam up
Take care of your loved ones, that's when you man up
Niggas be groupies now, can't tell if you a fan or what
My money gettin' longer, 'bout to buy that new Lamb truck
The last nigga ran his mouth, that's when I ran up
I'm cold with that Tommy, and I'm 'bout to pick Pam up
She hopped in sippin' Rémy Martin, with her friend named Gina
Gina a red bone, and she pack a black nina
Creep through the window, [?] fifth floor
Or come through the front door, snot nose like Roscoe
They don't believe we the chosen
They don't believe we the dopest
They don't believe that we focused
I'm 'bout to buy me a Rover
Bitch picture me rollin'
I came from pitchin' 'em [?], talkin' nickles and quarters
Take a sip of this potion, I've been goin' through motions
My heart colder than colder, I'm lookin' over my shoulder
More doors is open
More hoes be pokin'
These bankrolls ain't foldin'
The bank closed, I'm open
All this game I'm soakin' (All this game I'm soakin', all this game I'm soakin')
[Chorus]
My words surficin', nigga, I got a different purpose (Different, different purpose)
My words surficin', nigga, I got a different purpose
