(Ray)
I'm sliding with the guys, yeah that's automatic
Yeah, niggas tryna' step, man that shit is tragic
'Cause my nigga, yeah he keep a f*cking rocket
In his f*cking pocket, feeling like he James Harden
Niggas getting out of pocket, yeah we gotta step on 'em
They don't know what we had to do all them f*cking nights
Posted on the boulevard, man I know this shit ain't right
I'm just trying to get right, so I keep this weapon tight
I remember all them licks, nigga
I remember jumping through the window, nigga
You don't know what we did, nigga
You wasn't there, wasn't a f*cking witness nigga
These niggas don't know about pain
Man I feel that shit in my veins, feel like I'm going insane
So I'm sipping on this purple rain
Gonna blow my brain like Kurt Cobain
(Aggy)
I just wanna blow my brain like Kurt Cobain
I just wanna pop percs, smoke purp' all day
Was a youngin' writing rhymes, I remember those days
All I wanted was to feel no pain
Step on em, step on em
Bitch I gotta flex on em
All these niggas hold no weight, man I gotta flex on em
Swear to God y'all got me f*cked up
Never have me roughed up
I don't do no line-ups, but I'll fade you like a buzz-cut
Ratatouille rat, ima raid you like a drug bust
F*ck you, and your stash, man I call that shit a nut-bust
Man you got me f*cked up, nigga shut the f*ck up
Y'all been hating since I was broke, now my bucks up (Haha)
(Ray)
These niggas don't know about pain
Man I feel that shit in my veins, feel like I'm going insane
So I'm sipping on this purple rain
Gonna blow my brain like Kurt Cobain
These niggas don't know about pain
Man I feel that shit in my veins, feel like I'm going insane
So I'm sipping on this purple rain
Gonna blow my brain like Kurt Cobain