Purpose (feat. G Herbo)

I found my purpose

**** know I'm in first place

**** broke can't get no bread, that boy a bird brain

**** dissin' me might catch him in the worst way (Oh-oh-oh)

(Kash turn it up a little bit)

**** know I'm in first place (First place)

**** broke can't get no bread, that boy a bird brain (Bird brain)

**** dissin' me might catch him in the worst way (Worst way)

And my shawty gon' blow his candles out like birthday (Birthday)

And my shooters gun squad might pull up to your workplace (Workplace)

(Oh yeah, aye) I'm just tryna count these bands

I ain't talking 'bout bird gang

But I'm tryna hop in this bag (Hop in this bag, aye)

On the block we lurkin'

Shoot a fuck **** in the head (Fuck **** in the head)

Broke **** make me nervous

I just want to count these deads

Fucked the bitch off this perc (Yeah)

I ain't even count my meds

Bitch I ain't lackin' I grip this thirty (Aye)

**** wanna tweak and I'm sprayin'

And I slide up in the trap and I found my purpose (Aye)

I was tryna move these grams

Had to scrape that pot, did it way too perfect (Aye)s

Unc like, "I'll be damned"

I just been smokin' Gelato (Gelato)

I got a drill full of hollows (Hollows)

I got a bitch she a model (Model)

She wanna suck it and swallow (Swallow)

Woke up one morning and found out I'm plottin'

My **** had popped me a bottle (Bottle)

Now the whole gang pulling' up in the Bentleys

We used to be deep in them Tahoes (Tahoes)

I'm the man with the plan with the bands in my hand

And I still don't give no fuck (Give no fuck)

If you stuck in that jam, you'd tell on your mans

Don't talk to me 'bout no trust

Rounds, rounds we let 'em bust

Wanna get wild? Then **** it's up

Smoke out the pound, **** I'm stuck

Them killers around so you can get touched

Fucked the bitch off this perc (Yeah)

I ain't even count my meds

Bitch I ain't lackin' I grip this thirty (Aye)

**** wanna tweak and I'm sprayin'

And I slide up in the trap and I found my purpose (Aye)

I was tryna move these grams

Had to scrape that pot, did it way too perfect (Aye)

Unc like, "I'll be damned" (Yeah)

Fucked the bitch off this perc (Yeah)

I ain't even count my meds

Bitch I ain't lackin' I grip this thirty (Aye)

**** wanna tweak and I'm sprayin'

And I slide up in the trap and I found my purpose (Aye)

I was tryna move these grams

Had to scrape that pot, did it way too perfect (Aye)

Unc like, "I'll be damned"

(Uh, uh, uh, uh, yeah)

I'm in my bag and my Birkin

Hope you don't take shit personal

A **** had to get rich on purpose

Been trying to make shit work with you

I was in too deep with gorillas (Gorillas)

Walking in meetings with killers (Word)

Now I'm in meetings trying to figure out

Somewhere the youngins can eat in the winter

Born sinner (Uh), forgien whipper, Dior prince

Had to switch up my old image

I'm a cold **** (Cold ****)

I was frontline with most my hitters, I'd prolly roll with you (Fasho')

Pussy hangin' with who told, you ain't no different (Man)

And when I get in mode I can feel my soul shiftin' (Uh)

I been through so much shit, you might feel involved listenin' (Uh)

Gotta duck cops, know they wanna give us all a sentences (All sentences)

But I on a mission the money gon' come with rapport

'Cause **** was risking it (Aye-aye)

Fucked the bitch off this perc (Yeah)

I ain't even count my meds

Bitch I ain't lackin' I grip this thirty (Aye)

**** wanna tweak and I'm sprayin'

And I slide up in the trap and I found my purpose (Aye)

I was tryna move these grams

Had to scrape that pot, did it way too perfect (Aye)

Unc like, "I'll be damned" (Yeah)

Fucked the bitch off this perc (Yeah)

I ain't even count my meds

Bitch I ain't lackin' I grip this thirty (Aye)

**** wanna tweak and I'm sprayin'

And I slide up in the trap and I found my purpose (Aye)

I was tryna move these grams

Had to scrape that pot, did it way too perfect (Aye)

Unc like, "I'll be damned"

(Kash turn it up a little bit)