Purge lyrics

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[Intro]
(This is it, Chief)

[Chorus]
Uh, why they tryna act like they've been here before?
I've seen so much, I can't drop a tear no more
I'm not happy, I'm not sad, I just can't feel no more
So much fakin', this sh*t bad, don't know what's real no more
Micro Drac', with Hop Out Gang, gon' split his wig, for sure
Slime a n*gga out like it's the Kids' Awards
Like, "How you broke and boujee? b*tch, you got some nerve"
Glock in my sweater, bae, who tryna purge?

[Verse]
Me and my homie blitz, like, "f*ck the opposite," he rock, I'm rolling
Ride along until the wheels fall off, and this b*tch stolen
Earned our stripes, we had to sling that iron and leave it smoking
Skip the line, and I can't come inside unless my pole in
Uh, oh sh*t, me and Cap too cold, b*tch
Name a rapper in your top-5, could f*ck with those kids
Disappear right after shots fired, "Sir, I don't know sh*t"
Fell in love soon as we locked eyes, don't leave me broken, uh
How come my heart always feels so froze ever since we've spoken?
Keep tryna take these drugs and load these slugs 'til I feel whole again
We just need one hug, just me and my brothers, don't let no one in
Told me, "If it's off love, it ain't no sin"
[Chorus]
Why they tryna act like they've been here before?
I've seen so much, I can't drop a tear no more
I'm not happy, I'm not sad, I just can't feel no more
So much fakin', this sh*t bad, don't know what's real no more
Micro Drac', with Hop Out Gang, gon' split his wig, for sure
Slime a n*gga out like it's the Kids' Awards
Like, "How you broke and boujee? b*tch, you got some nerve"
Glock in my sweater, bae, who tryna purge?
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