Joey Purp - Don’t Stop lyrics

rate me

Some of that real shit, nigga

Some of that trill shit, nigga

Young purple, Savemoney, y’all

Where the conflict get crucial, that's where we are

Where the GDs and the BDs and the PRs and the DRs

Send your ass to the DR, need an MD, don't tempt me

Capture y’all before you free us

Play basketball with y'all peons

Why pass it off when I breathe on?

And my brothers died in the same land that I be on

It's only me that I lean on so

This some of that real shit, nigga

When blocka blocka's leave blocks vacant, won't probably notice

For that proper profit your parish's pastor be probably bogus

You'll parish faster than parrots talking on top of shoulders

‘Cause you're private property once that pirate ship hits the surface

And cannons loose around us, and lives lose around us

Mothers they never knew us, gutters is where they found us

But hereby notice that sovereign soldiers may hit the streets patrolling

And they never pay us attention, no wonder why we're tolling

I'm Ayatollah, but rolling up a half a zip

Rolling off a half a flat, and Daniels Jackson, half a fifth

Eating at the devils diner, have a sit, or have a seat, or have a set

I see the future, have a peek

Half a step will leave you weak when shoes are made from problems passed

Past problems rumble, what's the jungle but a lions’ grass?

Probably trying to holler at a dollar off that Sassafras

Turtle time, have a glass

All these niggas beefing sounding corny with they cabbage ass

Flying paragraphs, grasp for the stars, clouds where you'll land

Tell the tale of planets past, dinosaurs to modern man

Shooters in a caravan

Cock it back and blocka blocka leave you lifeless where you stand

But that's the start of all that real shit, nigga

Young Purple, Purp,

Savemoney

I'm just a new player in a new game

And despite the fact cats calling us all the New Tang

Shark niggas still eating all off of my crew’s name

I guess that's just what happens when you're on top of the food chain

Call me young Purple Pippen, I hit the kitchen with six bitches that do the dishes

My interventions are intermissions to intuition

This little mission gonna be complete in a little minute

Until then just listen to some of that real shit, nigga

And me and Chance the hottest niggas out without a deal

Niggas handing tapes out, swearing they shit be hot for real

Went from zero to sixty and I ain't even got the wheel

Feeling like an early drizzly, nigga shouts to milly mill

So tell 'em we said hold up

This whole game concept ended soon as I showed up

But even if it is shots that you wanna throw up

You’d better be sipping more than Gatorade when you pull up

Sipping water, I'm off the cola

Sipping water, I'm off the cola

Youngest in the game, I must be sounding like Yoda

But these flights leave a Jedi red eyed, while you roll up

It's been a while since I rolled up

So watch how you're twisting your fingers and what you throw up

Beside the fact your lady lover's slobbing on my totem

Everybody spit sick, your mouth’s smelling like throw up

No deal, niggas can't deal with me

No ice, niggas can't chill with me

And on the realest of reals it can get real iffy

‘Cause the same wild niggas I grew up with are still with me

And that's just real shit, nigga

Trill shit, nigga

Fuck all that little shit, nigga

Savemoney y'all, Purp

Young Purple