Lyrics Purity - AMVRILLO

Do you value purity over sanity
Over Vanity
Over Anything?
(Rillo)
Yo, woah-oh-oh

Hey I've been looking in the distance
For some substance I can hold
But I fear my grip is slipping
From the one thing that I know
I don't want no lawn equipment
Only used for getting gold
I just pray someday I find someone
To keep until I'm old
I ain't tripping, I ain't tripping
For these women I'mma fold
If I give in to the pressure
I'll forever be alone
While I spit this, God's my witness
I would never sell my soul (Amen)
For the business of these bitches
Tryna take me from my throne

I been fucking with the bird trap
She been fucking where the bird's at
I've been wanting something worth that
Your curves, racks
I've been putting off the urge, man
But I think that I'mma burst past my limit
Oh I know I got the worst rep
Worst splurging on the worst chance
Yeah, hit it in a minute
Where the bird at?
I've been fucking with a woman
With a dark past, yeah
I'mma get down clean
I'mma get down mean
I'mma look past things
That you used to do
I'mma get that drink
Or that joint you need
We can smoke my green
While we talk 'bout you
My bad, to be honest
Never looked back
Got my eyes on you
'Cause you're so bad
Which is good for you
And you know that
But for me it's bad
Bad, bad, bad!
Yeah

Hey I've been looking in the distance
For some substance I can hold
But I fear my grip is slipping
From the one thing that I know
I don't want no lawn equipment
Only used for getting gold
I just pray someday I find someone
To keep until I'm old
I ain't tripping, I ain't tripping
For these women I'mma fold
If I give in to the pressure
I'll forever be alone
While I spit this, God's my witness
I would never sell my soul (Amen)
For the business of these witches
Tryna take me from the throne
Bitch! (Wow)

Yeah
Yeah
I ain't fucking with the bird trap
I ain't fucking where the bird's at
I ain't fucking with none of y'all
Yeah, fuck that
Fuck!
(Yeah, fuck that, fuck!)

While they're on stage singing this
Yeah
No I got bitches
I got bitches, I got bitches
I got hoes
All these bitches want money
And new designer clothes
I don't really give a fuck
Cause I be on a fucking roll
Making dough, making dough
Making dough, making dough, yo