(Skrr! Skrr! Skrr! Daamn!)
(Longway, Longway, I Blew Out my Ears)
MPA The Kidd Whats up?!
(What's Your Motherf**in' Purpose n***a?)
Shout my n***a DJ Dirty!
[Chorus]
What's your motherf**ing purpose
On the block ain't got no work
What's your motherf**ing Purpose
Hold that Glock but you ain't murking
I'm so sick of n***as screaming that they're bosses
But they're working
I'm so sick of n***as screaming that they're bosses
Pockets hurting
You f** alot goes, but you still ain't got no money
What's your purpose?
You been trapping on the block and still ain't count a hundred
What's your purpose?
You Got extendos, and a hundred round drums and still ain't did no murkin'
You a big dog, yeah a big dog, got it goin' but still ain't did no service
What's your motherf**in purpose
I been jumped off the porch intent to distribute
Bands in my trunk, watching 12 in my rearview
Get the og and dope and
Beat the trap, don't move
24 hour traphouse like a drive thou
Chasing blue Benjamin's
Ay givenchy my toes maison margiella linens
I get the pot and I beat it and hit it
I ain't gonna lay up in that b**h I'm a hit it
I get so sick of n***as screaming b**hes
I finger f** the Jackson and crash the blue Benjamin's
You a boss and big dog, that ain't never working
I'm the connect and socket I ain't never searchin'
I can pull up with the trap murdered
Front it out, later, let you reimburse me
I keep the 30, cause I will murk you..
(Longway b**h!)
[Chorus]
What's your motherf**ing purpose
On the block ain't got no work
What's your motherf**ing Purpose
Tote that Glock but you ain't murking
I'm so sick of n***as screaming that they're bosses
But they're working
I'm so sick of n***as screaming that they're bosses
Pockets hurting
You f** alot goes, but you still ain't got no money
What's your purpose?
You been trapping on the block and still ain't count a hundred
What's your purpose?
You Got extendos, and a hundred round drums and still ain't did no murkin'
You a big dog, yeah a big dog, got it goin' but still ain't did no service
What's your motherf**in purpose?!
Chasing skirts, and laying up with a b**h
She talking that sh**, but I ain't servin that sh**
You strapped like you really be murking some sh**
You family going to have to come I.D. your pick
I'm out here trafficking pounds in the Honda
I like the blue Benjamin's in a bundle
You n***as out here, trapper turn to ba*tards
I get the bricks standing land a Atlanta Falcon
Break it down, speed it up, whip Up that sho'nuff
I take a Molly brick, sack up some capsules
What the f** is your purpose for riding around
with the work and that 30 round clip if you ain't got no trap
You trying to fit in and you trying to adapt
I double park the benz in front of the trap
With double F&N's I blow off their cap
(Longway b**h!)
[Chorus]
What's your motherf**ing purpose
On the block ain't got no work
What's your motherf**ing Purpose
Tote that Glock but you ain't murking
I'm so sick of n***as screaming that they're bosses
But they're working
I'm so sick of n***as screaming that they're bosses
Pockets hurting
You f** alot goes, but you still ain't got no money
What's your purpose?
You been trapping on the block and still ain't count a hundred
What's your purpose?
You Got extendos, and a hundred round drums and still ain't did no murkin'
You a big dog, yeah a big dog, got it goin' but still ain't did no service
What's your motherf**in purpose?
(Damn Dog, I ain't got no idea)
(Who's purpose, what's his purpose?)
(I just be stoned , doin' what I'm doin)
(Maxwell Studios.)
(Purpose)
(I'm stoned, and I still got a purpose)
(Who higher than me?)
(He ain't higher than me.)
Real Lobby Runners, Longway Longway, Mr. Blue Benjamins
(Engineer you higher than me?)
(You ain't higher than me....)
(Flav....)