Purple Flower ft. Dez65 Lyrics

She love how I talk, she love how I walk I'm pimpin' these hoes boy you know how I

get I run that lil' brother down with this blick

And straight on that gang, you know how we get We on top like a cloud

Young nigga, we puffin' on loud We runnin' your crib, takin' everything out

I went out of town on my blick up Give me everything, lil' niggas to stick up

Repeated this shit just like it's some hiccups D E Z man, that is my brother

You run up on him and I swear I'ma flush him But we got a grind, time flyin' real fast

Yeah, real fast, yeah And that don't weigh on nobody

When you pull up, that shawty I keep me glock hunnid rounds to your body

I'm still with my brother, I call him lil T.J

We got the glocks got drugs on the freeway

Six thirty-five niggas causing a traffic

Nigga try play, now he gone like some magic

I try to do good, but I always do wrong

Ask you for help, but you let me alone

I put it in music, I put it in songs

Cause I can't talk to nobody, I'm really alone

My pops ain't around, so my momma, she struggle

Our problems are shiny after all the puddles

Still at the bottom, but we do our best

So my momma chill, and me do the rest

Yeah, I got nobody to talk to

I got nobody to walk to

I'm all by myself, I don't need no help

This shit is deep, and then get in that belt

This shit is deep, and then get in that belt

She love how I talk, she love how I walk

I'm pimpin' these hoes, but you know how I get

I run that lil' brother down with his blick

And straight on that gang, you know how we get

We on top like a cloud

Young n***a, we puffin' on loud

We runnin' your crib, takin' everything out

I went out of town with my blick up

Give me everything, lil' n****s to stick up

Repeated that shit just like it's some hiccups

D E Z, man, that is my brother

You run up on him, and I swear I'ma flush you

DJ David

D-Eazy