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purpose - doctor doctor lyrics

[verse 1: purpose]

so i roll into work looking like sh-t (i’m sorry)
boss lemme put it like this:
if this job made me feel less liking knifing myself
then i might take a little more pride in myself
[?] jeans sagged there’s some issues
boss like: he didn’t wear that to the interview
oh, you with her? let her through
tell her pretty friend: come too
everybody gather round, lemme do what the h-ll i do
maybe i’m a bad influence
mumma should have told me not to swear when we have visitors
f-ck it, maybe she did, maybe i’m a bad listener
no i’m not sorry, yes i had a hand in on it (ay)
what in the world make purpose that different?
is it the track? (is it?)
this substance is magnificent
this is music for the fan to rap
the beat’s like just enough bounce for her to put some back into it (yo)

[chorus]
doctor, doctor, what can you prescribe me
i’m feeling a little bit sick
i was up but now i’m down, yeah
i took a little while to admit
i hope a get well soon

[bridge 1]
you can’t deny it, you a straight rider
you don’t wanna f-ck with me
i got my whole squad here with me
it’s pe till i d-i-e

[verse 2: purpose]
the g the f the omw
stands for get the f-ck outta my way when i’m coming through
make a move and get worked, yes sir
“n0body move n0body get hurt”
ah, adelaide is bout to go through some dramatic change
so stubborn, bout to the the falcon candy painted
this is my emanc-p-tion
you’re looking more surprised then my teachers the day i graduated
how could you be so easily aggravated
what’s with the ego? cease with these allegations
they all made up
hugh still [?]
that’s a drake reference, but you can thank me later (take care)
sorry to be difficult and seem jaded
but that’s my girl and this seat’s taken
we gon’ end up at the police station
except i’ll beat the charge and roll a spliff with my reals papers (yo)

[chorus]
doctor, doctor, what can you prescribe me
i’m feeling a little bit sick
i was up but now i’m down, yeah
i took a little while to admit
i hope a get well soon

[bridge 2]
you rappers are so sloppy
you don’t want me around (uh-ah)
step out that booth you can smell the smoke on me
i burn it b-burn it b-burn it down

[verse 3]
see i walk and talk like i got money to burn
but i’m dead broke, i blow whatever money i earn
triumphant return, this one’s gonna hurt
crush em’ when i back up like a truck in reverse (ay)
see my ex proved love’s just a word
found herself a new friend
so i f—ed one of hers’
still get up at 6am and tuck in my shirt
support me not showing up on monday for work (woo)
while i’m at it, tell your man he playing me too close (too close)
we ain’t friends, you ain’t lisa kudrow
but truth’s cold as a tombstone
but me and your girl smiling at ya
like we know something you don’t
smelling like hugo boss
what would you know?
fumo blues, so far gone like pluto
me numero uno
keep up you’re too slow
i need suckers scr-w-ng up their face
the truth’s home

[scratches: dj hacksaw]
you must be bugging out
another f-cking madman born to the planet
challenge any team or solo
you must be bugging out
i’m psyched out
you must be new to my sh-t
i’m psyched out
you must be new to my sh-t
another f-cking madman born to the planet

- purpose lyrics

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