Color Purple

I always tell the truth even when I lie
So say goodnight to the bad guy
Last time you're going to see a bad guy like this let me tell you

It's money out here waiting bro tell me what you're waiting for
Me I want a Cadillac the same color as grapico
My hustle is on full attack I'm taking Maybach chances bro
My settings are on beast mode my attitude's obese so I always wanna eat
Ain't no treadmill at my home so I choose to run the streets
With my life on mp3 and a backpack of CD's
Put my heart on the paper through the pen I let it bleed
Through your system hear me speak
With the wisdom of scholar and the language of a baller
I am what you get when you mix Tookie Williams with Obama
So say sayonara I'm a problem that you just can't solve
You don't want to get involved
You ain't talking money then you really ain't talking at all
Promise we go get it all
Nigga I'm a young hog
Life is like a hustle and I hustle to the limit dog
Cause in the game they hitting hard
And this is not a scrimmage dog
No not at all

But I'll kill him dead
But I'll kill him dead
But I'll kill him dead
God knows I do
God knows I do
God knows I do
God knows I do
But I'll kill him dead
But I'll kill him dead
But I'll kill him dead
God knows I do
God knows I do
God knows I do
God knows I do

In a 98 switching lanes playing purple rain
Thinking about my money and how I can make it double mane
All about my hustle mane
Niggaz call me hustle mane
Moving music through my city like I'm ppppushing cane
S.I.N committee in this thang
Promise we a hungry gang
Trust nobody in this game it's uglier than Sealy mane
Beat the track up like I'm Harpo
Never borrow
Never beg
Get it how you live
Or you gone suffer til you dead
Dj run it back and let them put that in they head
My visions are spectacular
My woman smell like lavender
Everyday's a holiday
It's Christmas on my calendar
Blue collar motivation and I hope my lyrics challenge ya
Get out here and make it
Ain't nobody gonna hand you none
Dreams are worth chasing I suggest that you get up and run
And if you do not have a dream then halla I'll sell you one
And if you do not have a dream then halla I'll sell you one

But I'll kill him dead
But I'll kill him dead
But I'll kill him dead
God knows I do
God knows I do
God knows I do
God knows I do
But I'll kill him dead
But I'll kill him dead
But I'll kill him dead
God knows I do
God knows I do
God knows I do
God knows I do

So say goodnight to the bad guy.
Last time you're going to see a bad guy like this let me tell you
Make way for the bad guy



Credits
Writer(s): Tray Millz
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