Victrell I Am - Color Purple

Ay, ay, one more left to beat, fuck it all, tell em, run it back
I'm coming off that screen I'm counting guape, I know they running traps
Take one for the team, she a penny, but it's hard to act
They call her Oprah Winfrey, cause this color purple, bouncing back
One more left to beat, fuck it all, tell em, run it back
I'm coming off that screen I'm counting guape, I know they running traps
Take one for the team, she a penny, but it's hard to act
They call her Oprah Winfrey, cause this color purple, bouncing back
Is you gon' take one for the team, hell no, bitch, I'm running shit
I put my lil' mans on that, he taking home and drumming shit
They call me a producer, nah, bitch, I'm doing all of it
Better put me on that all-star list like Wiggins, I'm the perfect fit
Cop a couple rings just like I'm Curry, I'm the middleman
Got my other shooter on the wing, I put it in his hands
He gon' let 11 off, pass it again, that 23 blow
Cause a whole gang a cheat code, break it down just like a free throw
Kilos, steady lifting weights, I'm in the gym again
I'm knowing when gang come around that corner, see em piss again
Listen in, keep my mouth shut, I gotta listen in
Snakes like to hiss, so when they smile, it's like they sin again
I want that big Tonka truck just like my nigga Yeat
Boy, you fuck around, I make one call, and how you sleep, huh
Man, I'm really that young nigga that they tryna be
Man, I'm already knowing what I want, so I pay the fees
Ay, ay, one more left to beat, fuck it all, tell em, run it back
I'm coming off that screen I'm counting guape, I know they running traps
Take one for the team, she a penny, but it's hard to act
They call her Oprah Winfrey, cause this color purple, bouncing back
One more left to beat, fuck it all, tell em, run it back
I'm coming off that screen I'm counting guape, I know they running traps
Take one for the team, she a penny, but it's hard to act
They call her Oprah Winfrey, cause this color purple, bouncing back
Color purple, bouncing back, Let that booty jiggle
While she giving me a lap dance, Make a nigga double dribble
Cus I come in, Let that thing spray
45 to his dome, Nigga keep on running
Let that nigga get another comb
Nappy ass, headed ass boy, from the underground
I was knocking on too many doors they called 12, hid it underground
Had the nigga standing up on his toes, Sent a hundred rounds
30 in that Curry, Shot pistol, Let that bitch blow
Nigga going stupid in the studio, I'm getting it on
I had to turn off all distractions, Told that bitch to get another phone
Had to grow up scrapping, Cus a nigga tried to hit my dome
Say, nigga, just because you big, It don't mean I can't one, two you into the floor
See, I ain't wanna fight, But I had to keep my ground in my head
See, niggas tried to play me like I was soft, Bitch, I ain't caught no feds
Had to stand my ground, Look how I walk, see that's a stanky leg
See, I look down at myself like, nigga, you thought
Nigga, you pissed the bed
Ay, ay, one more left to beat, fuck it all, tell em, run it back
I'm coming off that screen I'm counting guape, I know they running traps
Take one for the team, she a penny, but it's hard to act
They call her Oprah Winfrey, cause this color purple, bouncing back
One more left to beat, fuck it all, tell em, run it back
I'm coming off that screen I'm counting guape, I know they running traps
Take one for the team, she a penny, but it's hard to act
They call her Oprah Winfrey, cause this color purple, bouncing back

Written by:
Loviticus Miller

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