Purple Magic

Like a baker man
Play with the bread
Like a baker man

Play with the bread
Like a baker man
My wife might take
Your chick and transform her to a fan
Play my cards right
I ain't never show my hand
Remember when I first had
Started this shit with no plan
Now my streams go dummy
Got me feeling like the man
Playing with the bread
Like a baker man
Used to sip that
Purple and that green
I felt like Hulk
A diamond in the rough
So sometimes
I'm just overlooked

It's crazy how they play me out
In Africa I'm shook
Had to surprise myself
I guess that's just what it took
Now I'm gem
Dropping of the dome
It have them hooked
A silver cross around my neck
So when I pass they look
I can't never miss
I'm making every shot
That's took
Know that I'm idol
Make them rock just like Billy
If you talking tough
You getting popped
Just like a wheelie
Crazy in six months
My streams was almost
Half a milly
It's crazy to them
In three hours I can make eight songs
Just image what I could do
In a whole day
Could probably drop five albums
Just like a piece of cake
On my way to the top
I got what it takes
Real deep in that jungle
Gotta watch out for the snakes
Keep a real small circle
Just eliminate the fakes
Make these boys whine
When they get
stepped on like grapes
He talked tough
We hung him up
Just like some drapes
Wilding in the booth
I Feel like Bruce
In the bat cave
Know some pray on my downfall
Can't end up in a grave
It's crazy they get drowned out
In tidal waves
Taurus on my hip
A dog with rabies misbehaves
Can't you tell I'm heating up
Just like a microwave
At these niggas necks
I think it's time for y'all to Shave
Just to be here where I am
You don't know what I gave
Done slept on some cement
In a really cold cage
But I had one good breakfast
I ate waffles my last day
Felt just like a free bird
Getting loose from out the cage
Made me wise a better man
I just had to explain
Make your wheels fall off
If you ever merge in my lane

Every time I spit
A dragon breathing flames
I'm something like a wild animal
I can't be tamed
No where near my level
You boys rookies
In this game
Schooling all the teachers
They should really be ashamed



Credits
Writer(s): Roman Pargas Iv
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