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That I love you. We love you, Purpp. Yeah, Uh, Yeah, Yeah, Uh, uh, Yeah. Admire my perspective, nigga, Yeah. They gon' treat you like you basic if You let 'em. They throwin' shots but I be Damned if I go catch 'em. Sacrifice, man, what you know about that schedule? I let you down, that's the worst thing you Could tell me. Swear to God. I don't know about no fame, I barely made My name. Out my city, I been on but This a different stage. A different page that I be on and they Can't flip the page. For my brother to be home on that release Date, yeah. I'ma get this my whole all to Make sure we straight, yeah. Experimentin' with my craft, I'm crashin' each way, Yeah. Just be careful with these girls, That's what I should do. But then again, these hoes ain't even post my Mixtape, yeah. I been chasin' after this money since I could remember. It's more than bustin' plays for Twenty for us to split it. I don't know about nothin', 'cause they know I Got you. I'm cashin' out at every store because I got some options. No deposits, yeah. Fuckin' off that check, She like the way I do my splurgin', yeah. Custom them jets, cop you that if you deserve It, yeah. Cost about my little brother's health to Make my nerves bad. We went through hell and back, we all we Got when shit get urgent. I been chasin' after that love as long as I could remember, yeah. I been fuckin' these niggas hoes as long as I could remember, yeah. I been chasin' after my goals as long as I could remember, I'm the one that put you On, I hope you didn't forget it, yeah. I remember bein' dependent on shit I ain't never Needed. If I left it in my past, You find it, you can keep it. Order syrup, get to callin' that bitch like them Perkys. Sip that shit until your kidneys fail, Is that the purpose? What you runnin' from for Real? What you tryin' not to deal with? Ain't nobody make this. They ain't force you to the street shit. I was hangin' with them killers, had my mind All on some demon shit. Run up on that court, get to sparkin', I'm gon' leave a bitch. This my right hand, this the nigga that I'm Competin' with. They tryna understand the game plan That they can't beat me with. I don't know 'bout that rylo, no cap, but I'm no cat for real. This ain't no singin' shit to make no hit, I'm really that for real. They talk that street shit, but that shit really Ain't for rap for real. You put it on the net for your respect, Bitch, post some cash for real. Half a million dollars, finna up this for my Dawg. Trappin' ain't that easy and I ain't never Did no fraud. I'm enjoyin' this shit because I'm Havin' my way now. Like the way I'm in LA now, takin' shots With an eight now. I'm curvin' her soon as My ting give me a call. It ain't all about the looks, but that bitch Know how to ball. Yeah, back to back with The splurgin', curbside service. Purpp rich killer, fuck 'em, they deserve it. Chasin' after bitches, chasin' after paper. Sippin' this tequila, stuntin' on my haters, Yeah, yeah. Yeah, Yeah, yeah, yeah, Uh, Mhm, Yeah.