Purple by Cruz Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
That shit to make your head nod, feel me?
[Verse 1]
Okay I'm sick of all this politicin'
This is the product of the problem children
We never listened, start spittin' to calm the tension
Pay attention 'fore they steal your soul
Or 'fore you sell it if you dumb enough to walk that road
It's funny how the brightest people always coming from the darkest places
I hear 'em shooting and looting, my city getting crazy
But I never stopped creating, that's just what I couldn't do
Fed up with these lies they spoon-feeding to the broken youth
I know the truth, I'm not a conscious rapper
I'm just not another actor
Putting out all this bullshit to get the money faster
So fuck a Fort Knox, fuck how many knots you got
Fuck how many cops you shot, is it real? Probably not
Slanging rock, killing off our own neighbors
It's a fucked up situation when they playing with your pay check
So you hittin' licks, flipping bricks, dreaming 'bout getting rich
Drug money's fast, they don't think about the consequence
Your kids are seeing this happen, so how you feel?
Looking for a cheap thrill, railing pills trying to kill the guilt
This is the life of so many up on my side of town
You fuck around, they'll put you in the ground
[Interlude]
Throw your double-u up, screaming free all of the homies
Bury me in Naptown, with a blunt and a 40 with love
[Verse 2]
And I'm, lost in transition, out of my mindstate, I'm so gone
Wandering, pondering rhythms to make your soul grow
Hop in the whip and just dip up out of the school zone
Pack of Swishers, bitches hitting Twitter 'bout that Cruz song
'Lot of 'em doubted me, to this day they still say I'm nothing
But I got something that y'all don't have when the beat is bumping
I see the lights and I see the stages, it's so amazing
How we can become the greatest when we come from the basement
We sonning now, fucking up the underground
Overstand my ammunition is bitches dissing the older sound
Acting like I ain't at the necks of these coming rappers
Happens, my shit is slapping
They laughing while I'm just crashing
Smoking purple, smoking, smoking...
Yeah, yeah
That shit to make your head nod, feel me?
[Verse 1]
Okay I'm sick of all this politicin'
This is the product of the problem children
We never listened, start spittin' to calm the tension
Pay attention 'fore they steal your soul
Or 'fore you sell it if you dumb enough to walk that road
It's funny how the brightest people always coming from the darkest places
I hear 'em shooting and looting, my city getting crazy
But I never stopped creating, that's just what I couldn't do
Fed up with these lies they spoon-feeding to the broken youth
I know the truth, I'm not a conscious rapper
I'm just not another actor
Putting out all this bullshit to get the money faster
So fuck a Fort Knox, fuck how many knots you got
Fuck how many cops you shot, is it real? Probably not
Slanging rock, killing off our own neighbors
It's a fucked up situation when they playing with your pay check
So you hittin' licks, flipping bricks, dreaming 'bout getting rich
Drug money's fast, they don't think about the consequence
Your kids are seeing this happen, so how you feel?
Looking for a cheap thrill, railing pills trying to kill the guilt
This is the life of so many up on my side of town
You fuck around, they'll put you in the ground
[Interlude]
Throw your double-u up, screaming free all of the homies
Bury me in Naptown, with a blunt and a 40 with love
[Verse 2]
And I'm, lost in transition, out of my mindstate, I'm so gone
Wandering, pondering rhythms to make your soul grow
Hop in the whip and just dip up out of the school zone
Pack of Swishers, bitches hitting Twitter 'bout that Cruz song
'Lot of 'em doubted me, to this day they still say I'm nothing
But I got something that y'all don't have when the beat is bumping
I see the lights and I see the stages, it's so amazing
How we can become the greatest when we come from the basement
We sonning now, fucking up the underground
Overstand my ammunition is bitches dissing the older sound
Acting like I ain't at the necks of these coming rappers
Happens, my shit is slapping
They laughing while I'm just crashing
Smoking purple, smoking, smoking...