[Intro]
What's up with all these faggot n***as, man?
Ayo

[Verse 1]
N***as still shooting?
A n***a been off that
N***as still robbing?
I'd rather get my own stack
If you a black man then you shouldn't rob a man
N***a, we was born kings
N***a, why stop a man from being another king?
Fuck all the evil schemes
Mentally we got what it takes to make the money free
Hustle all day, all night
Never stopping, G
If you love the currency, get to the monopoly
I'm properly driving away
I spit the philosophies
My lyrics is the purple haze
Hypnotize you chronically
Ironically, these n***as wanna be a lot of me
And I ain't even in my primary in astrology
'Cause when I spit, evеry time be so fucking fiery
Too, too hot for a n***a, can't rеtire me
Circle full of solid n***as ready to ride for me
Black Money Hustla
Get money, fuck with me
[Interlude]
You know
That's what it be like
Real talk
Lotta n***as is
Tryna figure out how I maintain what I do every time I do it
You understand that?
Uh-huh, yeah

[Verse 2]
I ain't the same
I'm grown, so a lot of shit changed
Yeah I'm SpaceGhostPurrp but Purrp be the name
And I shit on jezebels and I make 'em go insane
Like "Why he won't wife me? Can't I be wifey?"
Hell nah, jezebel, you know yo' ass tripping
Got more n***as at you, than n***as at Scotty Pippen
But pause, but they at you like you balling on the court
Bitch, you playing offense, tryna get some D-fense
N***a, money on my mind every time, makes sense
If it ain't about money then it ain't about shit
N***a, you is not shit
You cannot top this shit
That I bring to the game
N***a, we are not the same
Lames n***as want attention thirsting for the fucking fame
Real n***as get the money staying out the fucking frame
Lames n***as want attention thirsting for the fucking fame
Real n***as get the money staying out the fucking frame