Pakco F. - Purified

I don't, wanna waste another second, depressed wit my eyes closed
Scrollin through my iPhone, waitin for that perfect text, instead get no reply, so
Think it's time to fly alone, I think it's time to fly alone, yeah
I'm makin hits, certified
Drippin like water, it's purified
Swear ima make it, in due time
Pakco F., girl, say it two times
Superstar bright, like I'm sunshine
Live like a movie, with cues and lines
Go to the front, don't do queues and lines
Cut it, like O.T. in '1-5
Don't need your, don't need your help
I'll see ya, when I'm all well
For now, girl I think that I found
Ways to work life around, I juss hope that you proud
I been makin hits, how I still ain't billboard
Life move fast, right now, and I'm still bored
You can't see the vision, why you still tryna build more?
I juss slayed this beat, in the booth, ima kill more
You say that you love me, I'm someone you would kill for
My pain makes flames, your's more lil torch
I'm goin insane, heart been burnt, torched
Still can't change fate, keep it real tho
Hop in the zoom, gone
I'm lost, I'm lost
Drip too hard, I don't really know the cost
Resale goin up, ion floss, I'm posh
All black Yeezy's, so they thinkin I'm goth
Y-3 fabric, made in Turkey on my cloths
CK on my boxers, but she told me take em off
But now I'm feelin off, cuz
I don't, wanna, make it, seem that, everything, is gon be fine
All these, problems, take this, stress, away, while you undress my mind
I don't wanna make it seem that we okay, but know we ain't
I still see your face, and words I paint, I crave your taste, girl
I'm makin hits, certified
Drippin like water, it's purified
Swear ima make it, in due time
Pakco F., girl, say it two times
Superstar bright, like I'm sunshine
Live like a movie, with cues and lines
Go to the front, don't do queues and lines
Cut it, like O.T. in '1-5
Don't need your, don't need your help
I'll see ya, when I'm all well
For now, girl I think that I found
Ways to work life around, I juss hope that you proud
(I hope so, I hope that
you proud of me
Prada you, prada me
prada jeans, they didn't believe
Ima get em, believe
Take a trip to Belize
I swear, 6th lettah who do it bettah?)

Written by:
Pakco F.

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