10 Purple Summers lyrics

by

Rob Vicious


[Intro]
You know me out here, are you seeing?
Keep all lids on here, you dig?
Are you feeling me?
Mustard on the beat, hoe

[Chorus]
This that brick life, project brick life
Run off on your first plug, f*ck your best friend's wife
Ain't sh*t right
You know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project brick life
Run off on your first plug, f*ck your best friend's wife
Ain't sh*t right
You know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project brick life
Run off on your first plug, f*ck your best friend's wife
Ain't sh*t right
You know that we livin' trife

[Verse 1]
Some of my n*ggas f*ck twins, bareback and skins
My lil' homie in the pen, he got more than the ten
He been f*ckin' on the enemies and hittin' his friends
Told his cousin where his stash at, she needed a flip
He don't even gang bang, thought she needed a Crip
She just needed some di*k, he in visiting kids
While he missing all his kids, she's in b*tches and dip
Politicking in the ghetto while his sis babysit
And she gon' give me respect, 'cause she know a n*gga gangster
I'll shoot at her dad right inside where he at
Go and buy some baguettes, you can't buy your respect
Just got a backend and I bought me a TEC
[Chorus]
This that brick life, project brick life
Run off on your first plug, f*ck your best friend's wife
Ain't sh*t right
You know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project brick life
Run off on your first plug, f*ck your best friend's wife
Ain't sh*t right
You know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project brick life
Run off on your first plug, f*ck your best friend's wife
Ain't sh*t right
You know that we livin' trife

[Verse 2]
This lil' hottie in the ghetto that my partner was f*cking
Same little thottie that my partner was ducking
sh*t was nice, she was bugging
I'm talking knuckin' and buckin'
But lil' mama know she wrong, 'cause she know she been f*cking
And this b*tch that I'm loving
And I'm wanted for saving
f*ck you n*ggas, we want it
Some f*ck the PJs, some f*ck in the Hummers
So I'm saying f*ck the projects, let's go get this money (Ayy)
I do this sh*t for the money
You know I keep it one hundred
b*tch we too high to be dummies
We overthinking the subject
I'll disrespect you in public
Who got the pistol? We'll bust 'em
Who got the Glizzy? I want it
Ain't a n*gga I'm trusting
Every time I do a show, you know my b*tches be tussling
Baby, I'm the type of n*gga that'll start a fight
You lucky you the type of b*tch that's taught to swallow pipe
Guarantee this little b*tch is finna f*ck tonight, yeah
[Chorus]
This that brick life, project brick life
Run off on your first plug, f*ck your best friend's wife
Ain't sh*t right
You know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project brick life
Run off on your first plug, f*ck your best friend's wife
Ain't sh*t right
You know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project brick life
Run off on your first plug, f*ck your best friend's wife
Ain't sh*t right
You know that we livin' trife

[Bridge]
I'm from the section where we save a b*tch for no reason
We carry Glizzies in every season
Ooh, n*ggas ain't trapping, we thieving
My n*ggas is heathens
My n*ggas is demons

[Chorus]
This that brick life, project brick life
Run off on your first plug, f*ck your best friend wife
Ain't sh*t right
Baby, you know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project brick life
Run off on your first plug, f*ck your best friend's wife
Ain't sh*t right
You know that we livin' trife
This that brick life, project brick life
Run off on your first plug, f*ck your best friend's wife
Ain't sh*t right
You know that we livin' trife
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