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kt6900 – purpose lyrics

[intro]
yeah

[chorus]
walk in this b+tch and i’m dripped in designer
it’s a bad b+tch in here bet i find her
i keep a tool like a muhf+ckin’ farmer
i ain’t finna call nan n+gga your honor
came from the mud got it straight off the ground
we smoking dope by the muhf+ckin’ pound
i know n+ggas hate it don’t want me to make it
now they see me going up they want me down
yo b+tch and my glock they both go h+lla rounds
balling too hard i can’t go out of bounds
i used to be worthless i found me a purpose
couldn’t sit in the circus and hang with the clowns
rule number one never trust no one
the way we lost x make me ride with my gun
the way we lost nip make me keep my heat whether i’m industry or i’m in the streets

[verse]
my glock all black but my shoes off+white shoutout to virgil
no ninja turtle don’t hang with rats
snake in my circle that is unheard of
can’t let a f+ck n+gga slip through the cracks
i ain’t tryna get murdered i watch for them lurkers
i barely can sleep i cannot relax
if i say i trust you, you know that i love you
gotta gun in my hand cause a knife in my back
b+tch i’m the goat got hooves not feet
n+ggas already know i run with wolves not sheep
whole gang full but we still tryna eat
leave a n+gga sour if he think sh+t sweet
i’m too elite no need to compete
i just had to find a way i can’t give my time away
i gotta go ape for my dawgs who ain’t free
n+ggas can’t be me
my belt is bb
ballin’ like i’m gg
ballin’ like i’m kobe
if you held your nuts i hope you don’t ever need me
cause i don’t know you n+ggas and you n+ggas don’t know me
tryna block me like a muhf+ckin’ goalie
just a waste of time like a throw away rollie
they counted me out with the hate and the doubt
and i came out on top with a mvp trophy
[chorus]
walk in this b+tch and i’m dripped in designer
it’s a bad b+tch in here bet i find her
i keep a tool like a muhf+ckin’ farmer
i ain’t finna call nan n+gga your honor
came from the mud got it straight off the ground
we smoking dope by the muhf+ckin’ pound
i know n+ggas hate it don’t want me to make it
now they see me going up they want me down
yo b+tch and my glock they both go h+lla rounds
balling too hard i can’t go out of bounds
i used to be worthless i found me a purpose
couldn’t sit in the circus and hang with the clowns
rule number one never trust no one
the way we lost x make me ride with my gun
the way we lost nip make me keep my heat whether i’m industry or i’m in the streets

[outro]
ballin’ like i’m gg
ballin’ like i’m kobe
rule number one never trust no one
the way we lost x make me ride with my gun
i used to be worthless i found me a purpose
couldn’t sit in the circus and hang with the clowns

- kt6900 lyrics

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