Dear Silas - Group Chats (Purpose) (feat. Trae Tha Truth) Lyrics

I got purpose on my grind can't f*ck around
Got no time to lose
Workin all that flaugin
I been dodging nem bugaboos
Lurking on my timeline
No time for them lazy fools
Living in my purpose
Hell nah I can't f*ck with you
I got purpose on my grind can't f*ck around
Got no time to lose
Workin all that flaugin
I been doing nem bugaboos
Lurking on my timeline
No time for them lazy fools
Living in my purpose
I been living in my uhhh

I can't f*ck with all these niggas
Always crying about helping me
Keep that lame shit from round me
Not tryna catch that disease
Please don't hit my line if you not
Tryna hit up that fee
I need all my paper
If I went blind I would still see green
Always be the loudest niggas
Who blocking and do the most
If you run yo mouth f*ck up the vibe
Then I'm throwing bows
Stay bopping and got no goals
But copping designer clothes
Then you wonder why you broke
And can't never get you no hoes
Please excuse my french to all my
Ladies who at my shows
Just rapping what's on my mind in the booth
You know how it goes
Talm bout the lame ass mothaf*ckas
Who be talm bout
Mane you know what?
Toot that toot that

I got purpose on my grind can't f*ck around
Got no time to lose
Workin all that flaugin
I been dodging nem bugaboos
Lurking on my timeline
No time for them lazy fools
Living in my purpose
Hell nah I can't f*ck with

Damn, why these niggas hating on ig
I'm slabbin these Maybach doors
I was broke these hoes ain't want me
Now I'm finna pay back hoes
Brand new crib, new bag, and a time piece
Damn ya just can't beat those
Want it I go and I get it nobody gone stop me
I just can't see nos'
I'm in the city hanging like a banner
You'n wanna get in my way, no
Shit go up and I play fasho
Get a new bag they hate mo
Thinking bout where I came and where I started
Everyone else departed on the low
Checkin my list I feel like I'm a sto
Thinking bout shit that I done felt before
I know these niggas be worthless
I gotta step in my purpose
I'm fly might take em to church
Got em feeling like a Sunday service
They know my spirit be different
That's probably why them niggas nervous
I'm in that penthouse somewhere at the top
You barely scratch the surface for real

I got purpose on my grind can't f*ck around
Got no time to lose
Workin all that flaugin
I been dodging nem bugaboos
Lurking on my timeline
No time for them lazy fools
Living in my purpose
Hell nah I can't f*ck with you

Hit the gas I been on ten
Niggas mad I don't need friends
I been stacking up these wins
Take it on yo chinny chin chin
Heading down I-55
Freelons used to go live
Fo' I hit the crib need a leg
Pepper with the Churchs Chicken thigh
Will I make a billie I don't know
But I bet I make it cross the globe
But I bet I make it cross the globe
By the time my niece is turning four
Damn I already did that
Went to Paris then I came back
Went and got a f*ckin big bag
Twenty thousand screaming out Jackkk
Yah yah uhh
The f*ck you talking bout
I already did that shit
Pussy ahh niggggaaaaa

I got purpose on my grind can't f*ck around
Got no time to lose
Workin all that flaugin
I been dodging nem bugaboos
Lurking on my timeline
No time for them lazy fools
Living in my purpose
Hell nah I can't f*ck with you