Real Purple (feat. Zelly Boa, Raw Ming, JohnDoee GG & Grabba K)

Soulja Livin' tru

Yeah, this chain 50k, I'mma wear it everyday
We can do it your way, we can do it my way
We can bust this bitch down and split it up in four ways
I just left the plug and traded four switches for two drakes
I got the truck loaded and it's 4k for a plate
Anything coming out that Burple 75 a eighth
Let me test the drank with a lil smell and a taste
And it's one in the head of the glizzy and the drake

I'm a shark in that water but I'm coming out the lake
I must be a king cobra if they ever say I'm snake
I'm with the mob, smoking dank, 45 for the plate
I just got off probation, 40 ball from the case
Nigga still in my prime, tired of eating on steak
Bitch, I'm 165, still eating off weight
I don't never get tired, I used to leap off gates
We having motion in the game but trust me, we don't play
I be tweaking off the M's but I sleep okay
Talk about them double M's, they gotta see rozay
Buy my bitch a black bottle, they gon' pee rosé
I'm still asking what money, just like Deebo say

Bite down like a gator, I've been grinding like a skater
If a nigga try to play us, then we gon' send him to his maker
Pop a perc to ease the pain, I'm fighting trials and tribulations
Any nigga that my lane, I'ma give his ass a spanking
Grabba with bob, yeah this shit steady banging
Nigga, I got dogs selling dogs with flip phones, them bitches ringing
Big dub off a ball, yeah, that youngin' stayed patient
Nigga, I was raised, but I ain't got a guarantee that I'ma take it
And I'm still trying to chase some
It's a purple city, sacrifice your life if you tryna hang with us
Two, two, three turn this ass to angel dust
Soulja Livin' Tru the new cash money, bitch you know we flaming up

Riding with a badass bitch, I'm with a pretty thot
Riding with a badass blick, I got a pretty glock
I cannot hang around niggas who bang any block
Boyz in the hood do the same shit that got Ricky shot
I don't hang with many men, but we done spin't many blocks
I know a bitch that fuck opps, then give me the drop
Zelly he be fucking with the bookie and he give me locks
Wet a nigga block with his chop and like rain, he drops
These niggas crazy, they said he touching me, I never heard of that
The last nigga that played got skied like Bobby Smurda hat
That girl really got a gift if she can squirt with that
If niggas want smoke them tell 'em pull where the Burple at

Can't go public with a nigga, I'll make his ass famous
Love me a hood baby, tell that boy stay dangerous
Booty big, so his set ain't the only thing he banging
How you broke and trying to holla, man these niggas be the lamest
Left a nigga for his dog, now I got the boy flaming
He ain't getting no change, so I had to make some changes
I'll take a nigga daddy if it's me that he craving
Asking me how much, let me get your life savings
Gotta pop a plan B, I ain't keeping no baby
Nigga, I'm a throat goat, I ain't nothing like a lady
Left a nigga in the field, call that nigga Tom Brady
Put the neck on him once, now I got him going crazy



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Writer(s): Daniel Lewis
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