Purple Reign Lyrics

Pop the trunk, Got the bottles and the bud

Had to celebrate so I made it out the mud

Got to get it how I get it by any means

Now I'm sitting back counting up the collard greens

Sitting back counting up the collard greens

It's too late can't be switching up the fucking teams

Got the team with the Triple7 jersey's

Player hating is a sin, It ain't for me

Focused on my lane

Trying to swim in champagne

Smokin up my pain

With some Mary Jane

Demons in my brain

Had to switch a different lane

Roll some Purple Reign

For the team, That's the gang

Purple reign, Curt Cobain, That's a gunplay

Who trying to comfort this, Better let the drums play

Studio session with Triple 7, Ain't no question

Flow like the ocean waves

Working till I'm headed to my grave

Phony mothafuckers always seem to blow up first

What I gotta do rap my verse in reverse

Or rehearse

A fake script that I sold my soul

Ain't never selling my soul or music to the devil

Pop the trunk, Got the bottles and the bud

Had to celebrate so I made it out the mud

Got to get it how I get it by any means

Now I'm sitting back counting up the collard greens

Pop the trunk

Got the bottles and the bud

Had to celebrate so I made it out the mud

Got to get it how I get it by any means

Now I'm sitting back countin up the collard greens