Purple Pen

I don't got no time
Got a dime
And you know we boutta slide for the money in a sec
I'm about my hours so I write em all down
Keep it in my log sheet
Write 'em in a purple pen
I would put my life on the line for the money
Yeah I swear I'd probably go ahead and die for the check
I don't care about a conversation with your ex
If he talkin' too much then we goin for-

I don't got no time
Got a dime
And you know we boutta slide for the money in a sec
I'm about my hours so I write em all down
Keep it in my log sheet
Write 'em in a purple pen
I would put my life on the line for the money
Yeah I swear I'd probably go ahead and die for the check
I don't care about a conversation with your ex
If he talkin' too much then we goin for the neck

I was too busy for the rest
I got B2B notes and they sittin' on my desk
I don't even check my dm's yeah they fillin' up with threats
All I do is make music, make money, make advertisements and then thank God
I was thinking for a second 'bout my list to check off
Breakin' up wit ya it was never in my cards
But I love to play poker and I got no hearts
Said I got no hearts

I'm sorry not sorry big player
Big cash opportunity I won't save ya
I'm swingin' bat flippin' bag chaser
Base toucha watermelon the best flavor
You runnin' Mouth runnin' not stopping
Merch dropping gang coppin' stay reppin'
Stay solid they got it in best color
Purple comin'
Xords run it
We get paper

I don't got no time
Got a dime
And you know we boutta slide for the money in a sec
I'm about my hours so I write em all down
Keep it in my log sheet
Write 'em in a purple pen
I would put my life on the line for the money
Yeah I swear I'd probably go ahead and die for the check
I don't care about a conversation with your ex
If he talkin' too much then we goin for the neck

I know that I've been a bad son
I'm sorry
But I gotta keep 'em safe so I can't have none
Graduated now, so I'm done
I know it's a game
I don't play it
But your buddies have fun
You can try to change it right now
But tomorrow I'll be gone and not coming back down
I know that I'm not in your town
But I'm still the talk of your town

Don't do it
Don't send it
Your reputation, so tarnished
So easy for me to say you're
Psychotic, Quixotic,
I'm hypnotic
Discount it I dismiss your allegations
I'm chillin'
So simple
Too friendly
One day you'll tell people that you met me
Dressed up your heart is too petty
You're sour
I'm not sorry the truth hit me

I don't got no time gotta dime and you know we boutta slide for the money in a sec
I'm about my hours so I write em all down
Keep it in my log sheet
Write 'em in a purple pen
I would put my life on the line for the money
Yeah I swear I'd probably go ahead and die for the check
I don't care about a conversation with your ex
If he talkin' too much then we goin for his neck



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Writer(s): Matthew Goldbaum
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