Yung R - 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

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