Lyrics 2012 - Joey Purp

2012

Ay, okay I’m smoking strong
Hit the homie phone, see what the homie on
I’m ashing weed, smoking back to back, I’m solo dolo
Dog, I’m riding clean, bought a Montecarlo, I don’t want it though
They took my G, RIP my homie man, they took my dog
It’s 2012, I was wearing Bape when I was only 12, just turned 18
And I’m focused, thinking bout these Benjamins
They fuck with me cause I play my part, I run a play or three
Then hit the store, grab a Kiwi Mystic and some
And some, and some
Windows up and I’m rolling up, just dump the swisher guts
I’m tryna go, and they blow for me, man we don’t give no fuck
I’m getting paid every different way I do my digits
Then scoop up my round, tell 'em straight like
«This is what the fuck we on»
This is what the fuck we on, just left the plug
And he say I got it, say he fuck with me, he wrote me off
And I’ll put you on just handle business please and do your thing
Do your demonstration, bring it back to me, don’t fuck it up
We could be them niggas in the fuckin' streets
I’m ridin' round, bitches back to back they call me Purple now
They smoking good, straight precipitation, tryna flood the streets
I’m ducking low, everybody got it selling everything
Everybody wanna be the man, you know- you know- you know-
Ay, that was then and this is now, I done put the business down
Same old habits held me up, same old habits held me down
My new whip ain’t got no tank, my lil bih' gon blow me down
Shorty a ten from the waist up, shorty a ten from the waist down
Okay I’m smoking strong
Hit the homie phone, see what the homie on
I’m ashing weed, smoking back to back, I’m solo dolo
Dog I’m riding clean, bought a Montecarlo, I don’t want it though
They took my G, RIP my homie man, they took my dog