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chris travis - no purpose lyrics
[intro]
[verse]
b-tch i’m in the streets when i’m never not working
working every second
so i don’t see the purpose
you ain’t in the streets
little n-gga stop lurking
you ain’t making money
might as well join the service
everybody quiet
chris travis just surfing
everybody ride
but they live by my surface
i don’t need receipts cause it’s longer than serpent
i’ll buy it all
give it back to the worthless
b-tch i walk around
like i’m something to worship
see the whole world as a god d-mn circus
don’t peak through the wrong god d-mn curtains
try to start sh-t
leave you laying in the dirt b-tch
coming up quick
other n-ggas on the hush list
labels ain’t sh-t
need a mil just to touch me
b-tches ain’t sh-t
rather chill with a blunt man
ho you wanna f-ck?
cause i know you got a boyfriend
i don’t let sl-ts in my mothaf-cking spot man
keep it real cool cause you know that sh-t is hot man
swinging through the p-ssy
boy them hoes call me tarzan
white man looking
i’m a young paid black man
on 6th street with my weed on my right leg
i’m a memphis n-gga so i came out the wasteland
know your b-tch looking like she really wanna taste man
i don’t want features unless we talking about my rates man
[verse 2]
money coming fast
but we keeping up
if the money coming slow
then we speed it up
and if a n-gga got a problem we can meet it up
and f-ck talking
come swinging when i’m pulling up
i’m at the office
getting head with the windows up
you in the office riding tasks in a journal book
you buying weed
boy i’m buying new furniture
you still living with your mom
i ain’t heard of ya
boy you talk real tough
who scared of ya?
you can shoot guns
but you not a murderer
never trust who you by
like disturbia
b-tch i’m creeping, midnight, like a burglar
with my foot on the gas
break necks when i p-ss
and i’m headed to the pad
with a sack on the dash
and a b-tch hair long
down her back to her -ss
if a n-gga wanna f-ck
then she texting for cash
b-tch
[outro]
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