Purpose Lyrics

I used to wonder, why me

Then I realised that my life was all about P

When I say P I mean purpose

I weren’t built for the glocks or the burners

Or to shot them rocks at a surplus

Nah nah nah, I ain’t part of that circus

I’m tryna walk good not nervous

Yung R’s got a purpose

Not built for the heat like a furnace

I’m out here grinding just like you

So we can see the surface

And I do things legit

Cause’ they’re getting paid for you to sit in the bin

Can’t you see it’s a trick

Waiting for you to fall and trip

They want you to sell drugs and bang fraud

So they can say they win

That’s why I knew not to hold any sticks

Or to move any bricks

And that’s why they call it trapping

Cause’ you get locked in

You’ve got to think long-term

Don’t look for a short-term fix

It’s not about whose got the latest kicks

It’s about keeping out of the mix

It’s about being down with the kids

And shelling the booth without any clips

I’m not into the drugs

The only thing that I put up my nose was Vicks

Yeah I held couple licks

Parents were strict

As a punishment I’d have to stand on a stool

In the hallway and then be made to sing

But I’m glad that they did

My parents made me a King

And now, I leave no gaps

Cause’ I’m at a level that nobody’s at

I get rated wherever I go

Cause’ my flow’s tight like Whitney and Coke

Never beefing, I’m past that

I’m not stuck on the road like tarmac

I was sent to inspire YOU

As well as the next generation

And now that you’re hearing me good

You ain’t got time to be hating

I’m tryna break it down

A 9 to 5 ain't your best way out

It’s a financial drought

Designed to make you scream and shout

And then rent that flat instead of buy that house

Then they’ll tell you to work

Sixty hours a week, no care for your worth

Cause’ you’re on their turf

But they say it’s all good

They’ll give you a few qualifications

And then nail you to the floor like wood

And if you think that they care for your health

Then you’re the one that’s needing the help

The world is a pyramid of wealth

Where people revolve around themselves

So look at the state of your body

Listen to the state of your mind

You are in a sophisticated prison

And you’re still doing time

They want you to become part of their system

It’s a cycle, capitalism

Get sold a dream, go to uni

Pay your fees and you’ll be free

But it don’t work like that

The long-term residual income

That they make from the interest on your loans is the fact

And I don’t wanna mention tax

Cause’ if I break it down

You’ll realise why they want you to sell yourself

To a corporation and make them stacks

I don't agree with that system

You know it, I know that you’re listening

Yo… I got a first at uni

Let me tell you something you won’t forget

More time, if you look like me

Nobody cares what you get

And if you don’t get a 2:1

And you’re not rich or connected

Don’t be surprised when your application

For a grad scheme, gets rejected

It’s not nice no way

Not after all those years of loans and studying

Waking up early drinking untold amounts of coffee

Up all night worrying

And if you’re not a lawyer… banker

Accountant… or an analyst

Then they want you to think that you’re less than talented

And when the times get tough and the pay cuts come

You notice it’s never them ones panicking

Cause’ they got is so good

Trust me, they’d shut me up if they could

But they know I speak facts

I refuse to relax

Just because of your tax bracket

Does not mean you’re immune from attack

And I am no dummy

I see that some have got to struggle

Through the rain everyday

And others have got it so sunny

So tell me I’ve got as much chance as her

Pretty rich girl, fantastic memory

What you telling me? That’s a felony

For me to want to compete with her and Stephanie

Sorry… I’m not having that

Like I’m not part of the Union Jack

Oh sorry, I messed up there

Let me take that back

Freudian slip… what do you know about that

They tried to psychologically control me

Must have forgot I’m an OG

Not an original gangster

But an outrageous grafter

Not here for the jokes and the laughter

Here to collect what I’m after

So they can keep on hoping it will go pear-shaped

I won the race without a fair shake

They tried to turn me ballistic

So they could call me another statistic

But I never succumbed to their dumb rules

Or defined my life from my grades in school

Cause’ I’m on a whole different level

And I can play the fool

But I know the ones that want to see me struggle

They wanna see it rain on me like a puddle

And they got you thinking my grind is free

As if you’ve never ever seen me hustle oh please

I make their blood boil, call it 100 degrees

I expose them and I know my purpose

And they can’t lock me down cause’ I’ve got the keys

Yeah I’ve got the keys, yeah I've got the keys