Purple Hearts (feat. Kendrick Lamar & Ghostface Killah)

Summer Walker

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    Tippy-toein' and I'm up walkin'
    Rollin' sevens, I ain't ready for no coffin
    I know y'all love it when the drugs talkin', but
    Shut the fuck up when you hear love talkin'
    Shut the fuck up when you hear love talkin'
    If God be the source, then I am the plug talkin'

    Yeah, baby
    Yeah, baby
    Yeah, baby
    Yeah, baby

    This my undisputed truth, uh, huh
    My life is like forbidden fruit, my bitch know better than I do
    A woman's worth, I barely went to church, I'd rather fast with you
    Than fuck it up, fuckin' with skirts 'cause I'm rational
    A nigga still gon' be a nigga, emoji heart, my family pictures
    Two-steppin' away from rappers, I don't trust their true intеntions
    I'm not in the music business, I been in the human businеss
    Whole life been social distant, hoes like: When you not trippin'?

    I duck the party, who said they saw me?
    Crown on Bob Marley, wrist on Yo Gotti
    They gon' judge your life for a couple likes on the double tap
    Them hoes is sorry, they all get bodied

    I bless it that you have an open heart
    I bless that you forgive
    I bless it that you can learn from a loss
    I bless it that you heal

    I bless one day that you attract somebody with your mind exact
    A patient life, flaws, bless 'em twice
    And they'll bless you back

    Tippy-toein' and I'm up walkin'
    Rollin' sevens, I ain't ready for no coffin
    I know y'all love it when the drugs talkin', but
    Shut the fuck up when you hear love talkin'
    Shut the fuck up when you hear love talkin'
    If God be the source, then I am the plug talkin'

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    Yeah, baby
    Yeah, baby
    Yeah, baby
    Yeah

    (How's love) how's love when it's heart to your soul?
    But my nigga left, his ass on the road
    Gossipin' 'bout some shit you don't know
    Oh, you hoe (yeah, yeah, yeah, fasho)

    I hate it here, baby daddy still on my phone
    I hate it here, askin' if I been on the pole
    I hate it here, if you keep lurkin' on the low
    If you a fan, just let me know
    Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)

    Now, if it's love
    I deserve to get some head on a balcony sometimes, sometimes
    And if I feel where your heart can be, you'll still be a part of me
    I love mine, love mine (love mine, love mine)
    Summer in the storm, I cannot conform
    (I cannot conform, I cannot conform)
    I just might love you still, just think I love me more

    It ain't love if you gon' judge me for my past
    No, it ain't love if you ain't never eat my ass
    It ain't love if you just only tie me down because you seen me in my bag
    That's why I'm anti-everyone before this mask

    Tippy-toein' and I'm up walkin'
    Rollin' sevens, I ain't ready for no coffin
    I know y'all love it when the drugs talkin', but
    Shut the fuck up when you hear love talkin'
    Shut the fuck up when you hear love talkin'
    If God be the source, then I am the plug talkin'

    Yeah, baby
    Yeah, baby
    Yeah, baby
    Yeah

    Yo, yo
    Telekinesis, I'm purifyin' these D speeches
    While I'm cryin', I clean the feet of the sweet Jesus
    Dreams, visions get blurry of the Elohim, it's light
    It's known to tear retinas in a single gleam
    Shut the fuck up when you hear His love talkin'
    To the mind, it's God's cypher divine in a small portion, uh
    Faded pictures, this global madness, the intervention
    This world's in The Twilight Zone, this is the fifth dimension

    God, please, blow the whistle, we need an intermission
    My good deeds in front of your door, I'm standin' by the entrance
    With heavy baggage, my brother's ashes
    I seen tragic, I did dirt, smacked death and held it to that nigga cabbage

    Love, we killin' greed, we killin' homelessness
    And I don't give a fuck about this land, I want ownership
    Bow your head for just God's sake
    Listen what the stars say when I say it's God's way

    Tippy-toein' and I'm up walkin'
    Rollin' sevens, I ain't ready for no coffin
    I know y'all love it when the drugs talkin', but
    Shut the fuck up when you hear love talkin'
    Shut the fuck up when you hear love talkin'
    If God be the source, then I am the plug talkin'

    Yeah, baby
    Yeah, baby
    Yeah, baby
    Yeah, baby

    Song details

    Composition: Kendrick Lamar, Ghostface Killah, Johnny K, Sam Dew, DJ Khalil, Summer Walker, Jake The Snake, WestSide Boogie, Matthew Schaeffer, and J Lbs

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