Different Purpose

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Yeah Me and my niggas had to starve way before we ate Battle scars, duckin' laws and them prison gates Now we out here gettin' fat, you niggas losin' weight On this grind back-to-back, I can't lose my faith I was stuck on the block, now it's State to State Now I'm flyin' private jets, it was paper plates I'm prepared for the shine, you niggas made to hate I'm ahead of my time, you niggas way too late I graduated from curb servin' with birds chirpin' My words surficin', nigga, I got a different purpose Hoes flirtin' while I'm splurgin', my foreign's German Closed curtains, labеls searchin, your boy emergin' (Your boy еmergin', your boy emergin', your boy emergin') [Chorus] My words surficin', nigga, I got a different purpose (Different, different purpose) My words surficin', nigga, I got a different purpose [Verse 2] Yeah I started with a dollar and a dream yeah I made plays, had to [?] with my team yeah Welcome to my city, niggas bleed here You ain't never seen what I seen here I was blinded by the struggle, now I see it clear Nigga this 2022, this gon' be the year I don't see no competition or your opposition I'm stayin' independent, fuck your proposition Self-made nigga, got it out the trunk I can take you to them days when we thought it was gon' jump We was sleepin' on the floor, yeah, they thought we wouldn't come up Now we out here gettin' rich How the fuck y'all call it luck, nigga? [Refrain] I'm stayin' independent, fuck your proposition (Fuck your, fuck your proposition) I'm stayin' independent, fuck your proposition [Verse 3] Uh I can't do a broke bitch, droppin' tapes in '06 Been knew my flow sick Went through that, no quit Had to run the bands up, went bought a gold chain Had to get my grams up, went bought a Glock 40 Pray it don't get jammed up Nigga this L.A, niggas get blammed up Went to go get a bag, had to get fam up Take care of your loved ones, that's when you man up Niggas be groupies now, can't tell if you a fan or what My money gettin' longer, 'bout to buy that new Lamb truck The last nigga ran his mouth, that's when I ran up I'm cold with that Tommy, and I'm 'bout to pick Pam up She hopped in sippin' Rémy Martin, with her friend named Gina Gina a red bone, and she pack a black nina Creep through the window, [?] fifth floor Or come through the front door, snot nose like Roscoe They don't believe we the chosen They don't believe we the dopest They don't believe that we focused I'm 'bout to buy me a Rover Bitch picture me rollin' I came from pitchin' 'em [?], talkin' nickles and quarters Take a sip of this potion, I've been goin' through motions My heart colder than colder, I'm lookin' over my shoulder More doors is open More hoes be pokin' These bankrolls ain't foldin' The bank closed, I'm open All this game I'm soakin' (All this game I'm soakin', all this game I'm soakin') [Chorus] My words surficin', nigga, I got a different purpose (Different, different purpose) My words surficin', nigga, I got a different purpose