Purpose

Good dick make a bitch jump outta character
I fuck her like it's not my wife, you still wanna marry her
That pussy been dead, we might as well bury her
You Boost her head and sprint to her, you sound like a carrier

Don't fuck wit phones, who you fuck wit could be scarier
If you won't, imma hit em all, the more the merrier
If you don't, you'll be in my way like a barrier
Still Beat em wit the handle like imma ball carrier

Feel like Master P in this bitch, I have no limit
Cant wait have my son runnin round this bitch trippin
If I have daughter, that'll be another nigga missin
I remember fuckin nigga bitches, no call just distance

In this race, it's about the pace, don't forget it
In this chase, it's about some pape, is you down wit it
Might be late, can't call nobody else, cause I'm wit it
If I gotta skate, you don't have to wait, go and get it

Knew I wasn't working hard, now you rarely see me hardly working
Almost died in that crash, God knew I had a purpose
How tf you riding wit yo gun and you don't have a purpose
If I fall off, Ill be robbing pastors after service

Riding like Kendall in the rental, is it really worth it?
If it is, go and make it happen stop being worthless
You in the way, imma end the play, that's closed curtains
Imma grind til my muthafuckin back stop working

If it's trouble I'm bussing my gun til it stop workin
Overkill, imma keep shootin til he stop jerkin
Yo bitch in my people you may know, tell her stop lurkin
That's the quickest way to get yo bitch hit, on purpose

In the water, swimming still trippin, I ain't on the surface
It don't matter, yo people still coming just to purchase
They said they love PMoe but this another version
Still the same nigga, just this time my pockets not hurting

I'm still Rolling weed like why tf I'm still rolling weed
Why you wanna roll up if you know you seen some seeds
I remember breaking down tails just to feel the need
Now we rolling cream, white gushers and some other weeds