[Intro: Peewee Longway & DJ Drama]

(Skrr! Skrr! Skrr! Daamn!)

(Longway, Longway, all blue on my end )

MPA The Kidd Whats up?!

(What's your motherfuckin' purpose, nigga?)

Shout my Nigga DJ Dirty!

(What you out here for? Skirt chasin’?)

(Are you havin’ any money?)

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]

What's yo’ mu’fuckin’ purpose!?

On the block, ain't got no ‘work’!

What's yo’ mu’fuckin purpose!?

Tote that Glock and you ain't murkin’!

I'm so sick of niggas screaming that they ‘bosses’

But they workers…

I'm so sick of niggas screaming that they ‘bosses’

Pockets hurtin’…

[Bridge: Peewee Longway]

You fuck a lot of hoes, but you still ain't got no money…

What's your purpose?

You been trapping on the block and still ain't count a hundid…

What's yo’ purpose?

You got extendos, and a hundred round drums

And ya don’ still ain't did no murkin'…

You a big dog, yeah a big dog! Got a ‘bomb’

And ya still ain't did no servin’…

What's yo’ mu’fuckin’ purpose!?

[Verse 1: Peewee Longway]

I been jumped off the porch, ‘intent to distribute’

Bales in my trunk, watchin’ 12, in my rearview

Get the OG and dope

And I beat the trap, don't move

24 hour, traphouse like a drive through

Chasin’ blue Benjamin's

Ay, Givenchy my toes, Maison Margiela linen

I get the pot and the beater then hit it

I ain't gonna lay up in that bitch, I'm a hit it

I get so sick of niggas screaming bitches

I finger fuck the Jacksons, Grants, and Blue Benjis

You a boss and big dog, that ain't never workin’

I'm the connect and socket I ain't never searchin'

I can pull up with the trap, murdered

Front it out, later on let you ‘reimburse’ me

I keep the 30, ‘cause I will murk you..

(Longway, bitch!)

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]

What's yo’ mu’fuckin’ purpose!?

On the block, ain't got no ‘work’!

What's yo’ mu’fuckin purpose!?

Tote that Glock and you ain't murkin’!

I'm so sick of niggas screaming that they ‘bosses’

But they workers…

I'm so sick of niggas screaming that they ‘bosses’

Pockets hurtin’…

[Bridge: Peewee Longway]

You fuck a lot of hoes, but you still ain't got no money…

What's your purpose?

You been trapping on the block and still ain't count a hundid…

What's yo’ purpose?

You got extendos, and a hundred round drums

And ya don’ still ain't did no murkin'…

You a big dog, yeah a big dog! Got a ‘bomb’

And ya still ain't did no servin’…

What's yo’ mu’fuckin’ purpose!?

[Verse 2: Peewee Longway]

Chasin’ skirts, and layin’ up wit’ a bitch

You talkin’ that shit, but I ain't servin’ that shit

You strapped, like you really be murking some shit…

Yo’ family goin’ to have to come I.D. your pic

(Is that my baby?)

I'm out here traffickin’ pounds in the Honda

I like the blue Benjamin's in a bundle

You niggas out here trappin’, ‘turnt up backwards’

I get the bricks stamped ‘Atlanta Falcon’

Break it down, speed it up, whip Up that Sho’Nuff

I take a Molly brick, sack up some capsules

What the fuck is your purpose for ridin’ with the work?

And that 30 round clip, if you ain't got no trap?

You tryin’ to fit in and you tryin’ to adapt

I double park the Benz, in front of my trap

With double F&N's I blow off a cap

(Longway Bitch!)

[Chorus: Peewee Longway]

What's yo’ mu’fuckin’ purpose!?

On the block, ain't got no ‘work’!

What's yo’ mu’fuckin purpose!?

Tote that Glock and you ain't murkin’!

I'm so sick of niggas screaming that they ‘bosses’

But they workers…

I'm so sick of niggas screaming that they ‘bosses’

Pockets hurtin’…

[Bridge: Peewee Longway]

You fuck a lot of hoes, but you still ain't got no money…

What's your purpose?

You been trapping on the block and still ain't count a hundid…

What's yo’ purpose?

You got extendos, and a hundred round drums

And ya don’ still ain't did no murkin'…

You a big dog, yeah a big dog! Got a ‘bomb’

And ya still ain't did no servin’…

What's yo’ mu’fuckin’ purpose!?

[Outro: Peewee Longway & DJ Drama]

(Damn Dog, I ain't got no idea)

(Who's purpose, what's his purpose?)

(I just be stoned , doin' what I'm doin)

(Maxwell Studios.)

(Purpose)

(I'm stoned, and I still got a purpose)

(Who higher than me?)

(He ain't higher than me)

Real Lobby Runners, Longway Longway, Mr. Blue Benjamins

(Engineer you higher than me?)

(You ain't higher than me....)

(Flav....)