Purpose

Sample's crazy

Give it to them, man

Uh

Hopped out the gate to a Bentley

Got me feelin' like AJ at Wembley

I got a house in the sticks, I'm livin' stress-free

God bless me, guide me, protect me

I'm in the booth so long, I just forget sleep

I used to have ten cats by the Westbury

When I used to share a bedroom with Wesley

"Stay at home," 'member Nana used to beg me

But from young, I've been involved heavily

I jump out on it, ask Lexie

Trappin' ain't dead, the trap fed me

Trappin' ain't dead, the trap fed me

Blonde bagger, no Montana, the song's sadder

Don Dada, my long hammer, my companion

I get active, I've been backed it, it's on camera

They just act when it's on camera

More ego than sense, Crown Court in suspense

In the hoopty, I ain't tense, I've been doin' this

I grip the trey, let her sky like a stewardess

You'll never know what I've been through for this

See, the streets is somethin' that I'm fluent with

Gifts and curses, cah man I seen my dawgs in hearses

I pray in masjid, my boys' mums cry in churches

And they wanna live this life on purpose

Go find some purpose

Shhh, I done so much bird, now I'm fly on purpose

They say, "P, drop a freestyle for me"

I say, "On the day they really retrial, money"

And cats on the block love redial Frankie

I be in the bando, the neighbours can't stand me

Crack made me a hero, not Stan Lee

Rap money out, that's houses for my family

That's big MACs for the block, bare candy

My dad's Algerian, grew up in a shanty

RIP Kangy

I grew up with Dammy and Lanry

Yo, I still think that I'm money and I'm head to toe Burberry

I hit her from the back and make her legs go all Bambi

I can sell beach at the sand, I mean sand at the beach

Not a man you can speech, still hang with the Gs

Shit

Still hang with the Gs

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