Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Purity, artist - A$AP Rocky. Date of issue: 24.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Purity |
| I’ve been fuckin' busy, I’ve been busy fuckin' |
| I’ve been all kinds of busy, or sorta kinda busy |
| Like shorty is we fuckin'? |
| Well if not then fuck it |
| Apologies to the fam, we thought we ducked 'em |
| Said I was in a rush but I was busy rushin' |
| It’s busy shit, busy that, busy this |
| And I need a minute (Hold on) |
| See this what that voice in your head says |
| When you try to get peace of mind |
| «I gotta find peace of mind» (Ooh, going to find) |
| «I gotta find peace of mind» (I'm going to find) |
| «I gotta find peace of mind» (Yeah) |
| Spendin' time spinnin' out toward a desire that wasn’t pure |
| Born before the virus was cured, pitch perfect, violins on the floor |
| Fast forward, linings on my skull |
| This the type of design I could afford |
| Fast forward, bands out |
| Got they hands out like they acknowledgin' the Führer |
| I rewind, Nas track 6, rewind dance crazes |
| Read my mind, freed my mind, feed my mind, makes sense |
| Just like mirrors on the wall, just like sittin' on me |
| Raw in mirrors seen it all, could make two, a piece of mind |
| Flickin' ash, pourin' a half, don’t pour in a glass |
| Pour it in foam, this white got eggshells in my omelet |
| My earlobes, they yellow like the yolk is runnin' |
| Brain on drugs, I still ain’t got no peace of mind, fuck |
| Woof, woof—dogs in the place, loose tooth—lost in the fray |
| Roof lost on the Wraith, roof lost on the way |
| Freeway, no Rozay, brute force, Brüt champagne |
| Tell the front desk to cut new keys |
| Reserved in the Mercer for two years, in two suites |
| Took out the bed like it’s fuck sleep |
| I’ll smack a bitch like it’s hot hands |
| Fired the label like fuck brands |
| Comfortable low nigga, fuck Xans |
| Comfortable slow, who the fuck ran |
| Nothin' is sweet, nothin' in tank sweet, it’s just a tank P |
| Salt on a slug, soda on slugged teeth, chewing on nothing |
| You’re tweakin' or somethin', you’re reachin' for somethin' |
| You’re speakin', speak up then, you’re thinkin', you’re overthinkin' |
| One blink and I’m pre-cummin' |
| That could turn every no one into someone |
| «I gotta find peace of mind» (Ohh, do do, do do, oh) |
| «I gotta find peace of mind» (Oh, oh) |
| «I gotta find peace of mind» (Oh, oh) |
| «I gotta find peace of mind» (You make my desire pure) |
| «I gotta find peace of mind» (You make my desire pure) |
| I just need peace of mind for my purity |
| «You make my desire pure, just tell me» |
| «You make my desire pure, just tell me» |
| Memories burn the roaches |
| Cheer Hennessy for my old heads |
| Amphetamines for the dosage |
| Keepin' me up and focused |
| Jewelry cloth, my gold caps |
| NY throwback like the old Fab |
| «I'm undone because» |
| Lost in the Google Maps in your iMac, think my phone tapped |
| Hold up, hold that (Hold on, my nigga, hold that—) thought |
| Nigga, pour up soda, nigga, hold that cough, tryna hold back |
| The call had dropped when the FaceTime paused, don’t call back |
| Can’t cope when your heart broke |
| Soft-spoken, roll somethin', cop somethin', Narco |
| Saint like Joan of Arc, bro, ring barcode |
| Two of everything, should have been to blame when Noah’s Ark broke |
| Two more drinks of everything before the bar closed |
| Face-to-face with my demons at a barstool |
| Haven’t checked on my niece in weeks |
| Months past and months in between since me and my sister would speak |
| Not a call or visit in weeks |
| Lost nothin' since September |
| Last seen her September '16 |
| Man it feels like |
| «I'm undone because» |
| Lose someone every release, it feels like the curse is in me (A$AP) |
| Press is gone and I grief, I share with you my peace |
| «I'm undone because—» |
| «I'm undone because—» |