Testo di PURPLE HEART (feat. Don Toliver)

Don't tell me you're going anywhere If I can't come with you (you) This is everything I could've dreamed of So why do I feel the need to Pop bottles just to feel somethin' All this money, I still feel numb All the cars and the money and the jewelry and I still feel nu— ('Tari, get over here) Still, so divine Ain't nobody that look like mine (mine, I-I-I-I-I-I—) Still, so divine Ain't nobody that look like mine (mine, mine) They're looking at you (you), for the blueprint You can see the admiration in their eyes You-you-you (you), you knеw it Everybody want a piece of thе life I'm ridin' through the streets with my glockiana (yeah, yeah) Got a bad lil' bitch, she a prima donna (yeah, yeah) Okay, she love to give me head and roll my marijuana (marijuana) Nigga, back the fuck up, know you don't wanna (woo) I'm-I'm a cold stunner, I want the whole summer I went and brought the bentley back, he copped a gold hummer Okay, I can't get in it, I’mma keep it a whole hunnid Okay, he brought the bentley back (woo) Cop the brabus, it look like a jeep 'Fore you walk in, I need all the deets (let's go!) Call your bluffin', I never been beaten Ask your mama, he never been cheap (uh-uh) Off the wocky, I'm goin' to sleep (uh-uh) Got my gun and I'm cold with the heat (uh-uh) Guess she down 'cause she get on her knees (woo) I be working with nothin' but— Still, so divine Ain't nobody that look like mine (mine, I-I-I-I-I-I—) Still, so divine Ain't nobody that look like mine (mine, mine, mine, mine) I'm ridin' through the streets with my glockiana