FUTURE feat. Tasha Catour – Rider

Whatchu lookin for
I’m lookin for a bitch
That’ll stay down for a nigga through thick and thin

[Chorus]
Would you ride for yo nigga
Thats all I wanna know
Would you die for yo nigga (Yea!)
Thats all I wanna know
I’m lookin for a rider, a rider, a rider
I’m lookin for a rider, a rider, a rider

[Verse 1]
Got a bankroll [?]
Dubbs I can letcha blow it right now uh? huh?
If everythang fell would run run through the rain, shine, thunderstorms
Would you fuck with the kid where I’m from.. Gotta hold my bong, hold my gun
When days get tight and I come in sweaty, Would you kiss all over me with yo tongue
Would you ride for the kid, would you lie for the kid? Death before dis-honor
When I’m on the road doin shows from mississippi all the way to hong kong
And we made the bond thats ways beyond loui vuitton loui vuitton, don’t worry bout the money, the money gone come (Racks!)
I just need to know these two questions

[Chorus]
Would you ride for yo nigga (Ayee, whatchu lookin for)
Thats all I wanna know
Would you die for yo nigga
Thats all I wanna know
I’m lookin for a rider, a rider, a rider
I’m lookin for a rider (watchu lookin for), a rider, a rider

[Verse 2]
If some things on my mind I need to get off
Can I come to you?
When I need to talk
If I ever get lost, can you help me find my way back to my vault
Would you cherish yo kid like you never had did
Could you love me? Could you love my kids?
Can you be there for me like you never had been
Like any relationship you ever been in
We make a connection thats full of affection
Can you hold me down, knowin my profession
Will you wait for me patiently, tastefully
Will your loyalty lead to royalty
Can you answer these two questions please

[Chorus]
Would you ride for yo nigga
Thats all I wanna know
Would you die for yo nigga
Thats all I wanna know
I’m lookin for a rider, a rider, a rider
I’m lookin for a rider, a rider, a rider

[Tasha Catour:]
Take you on the town, Baby everythangs on me
First I’ma pick you up in the red rauri
Baby its yo night you can have whateva you like
Bet you ain’t had a bitch thats gone treat you right
Bitch thats gone stay down
Bitch thats gone stay round
Bitch that’ll hold dem pounds.. If twelve pull up right now
I’m in love witchu
Baby its the truth
[moans]
Baby its the truth

[Chorus]
Would you ride for yo nigga (Alright, alright)
Thats all I wanna know
Would you die for yo nigga
Thats all I wanna know
I’m lookin for a rider, a rider, a rider
I’m lookin for a rider, a rider, a rider (Alright, Alright)

Thats all I wanna know!!

FUTURE feat. Travis Porter – Pop Them Bands

[Chorus]
I ain’t tellin no jokes my money ain’t funny
Imma throw them bands
We rollin up blunts and throwing up hunneds
Imma throw them bands
Don’t worry bout lames they ain’t gettin no money
Imma throw them bands
Yeah oh yeah yeaaah
You know them red bottles cost me
Louis V be costing
We walk in the club we be droppin
Doe Migo love talkin
Future love talkin
Travis they be talkin

[Future]
Aint tellin no joke I’m runnin out of loud I’m poppin them bands they lookin like wow
Wow wow ain’t worry bout young nigga jokin my style I drop bands on a bitch
Make a bitch proud I can buy a bitch purse 1 joog at a twerk imma gone go beserk droppin bands on cerk fuck scout foo foo young nigga gettin murked got bands got bands got bands got bands dats all I’m sayin I’m sayin I’m sayin you thank I’m playin I’m playin I’m playin and my lil nigga get to sprayin

[Chorus]
I ain’t tellin no jokes my money ain’t funny
Imma throw them bands
We rollin up blunts and throwing up hunneds
Imma throw them bands
Don’t worry bout lames they ain’t gettin no money
Imma throw them bands
Yeah oh yeah yeaaah
You know them red bottles cost me
Louis V be costing
We walk in the club we be droppin
Doe Migo love talkin
Future love talkin
Travis they be talkin

[Travis Porter]
Pop 1 pop 2 pop 3 ain’t nuthin boo thug life like pac boo bands on bands get loose
My money don’t fold noooooo smoked out choked out everythang black loc out pull up to the club buy the whole bar keep it on my hip cant keep in the car shinnin like a mutha fucker lookin lik a star pull in my vip bustin down the guard she wanna fuck cause she seen my car you and her ronda trov louis belt like dat her her friend they dikin

[Chorus]
I ain’t tellin no jokes my money ain’t funny
Imma throw them bands
We rollin up blunts and throwing up hunneds
Imma throw them bands
Don’t worry bout lames they ain’t gettin no money
Imma throw them bands
Yeah oh yeah yeaaah
You know them red bottles cost me
Louis V be costing
We walk in the club we be droppin
Doe Migo love talkin
Future love talkin
Travis they be talkin

[Travis Porter]
So I pull up hop out cameras flash bitches pause and they dance say whats up wit you…you see me oh yea you wanna see sum cash I wanna see sum ass so why you fuckin playin I know you see these bands and they gone throw it to cause them my fuckin man see me I’m throwin hunneds jus cause I fuckin can and that young nigga Ali dat who I am…yea

[Chorus]
I ain’t tellin no jokes my money ain’t funny
Imma throw them bands
We rollin up blunts and throwing up hunneds
Imma throw them bands
Don’t worry bout lames they ain’t gettin no money
Imma throw them bands
Yeah oh yeah yeaaah
You know them red bottles cost me
Louis V be costing
We walk in the club we be droppin
Doe Migo love talkin
Future love talkin
Travis they be talkin

FUTURE feat. Ludacris, Rocko – Blow

(Future.)
Blow that money like a candle block.
Blow that kush like a candle block.
(Ludah, astronaut, astronaut.)
Blow that money like a candle block.
(Big rock up.)
Blow that kush like a candle.

[Chorus:]
I got brick fare on me right now and I’ll blow it.
40 racks stuffed down in my denim, I’ll blow it.
Take a gram of kush and roll it in a blunt, I blow it.
What I spent today you spend it in a month, yea I blow it.
Blow, blow, blow that money like a candle.
Blow, blow that kush like a candle.
(Big money music.)
Blow, blow that money like a candle.
Blow, blow that kush like a candle.

[Verse 1:]
What a bird go for? (Go for.)
I got that in my coat. (That in my coat.)
Say 35 racks?
I could buy a kilo.
Put the Gucci skully on. (Put the Gucci skully on.)
Help me think a little better. (Help me think a little better.)
Stuff the cash in my denim. (Stuff the cash in my denim.)
Blowing racks on blow. (Racks on ice.)
All the drugs I make. (All the drugs I make.)
I need a gold medal.
I’m first place.
All the songs got played. (All the songs got played.)
Wrote a mill or better. (Wrote a mill or better.)
I blow the strongest dope.
I drink the strongest lean.
When I hit the scene.
You see racks of jeans.
Think I printed it up, like a copy machine.
Y’all niggas forgave, for trying to copy my team.
I blow them bands. (I blow them bands.)
Like ceiling fans. (Like ceiling fans.)
Stay chasing paper. (Stay chasing paper.)
Like a Taliban. (Like a Taliban.)
I’m freeband, La Familia. (My family.)
I got benjamins, talking to bunch of them.

[Chorus:]
I got brick fare on me right now and I’ll blow it.
40 racks stuffed down in my denim, I’ll blow it.
Take a gram of kush and roll it in the blunt, I blow it.
What I spent today you spend it in a month, yea I blow it.
Blow, blow, blow that money like a candle.
Blow, blow that kush like a candle.
Blow, blow that money like a candle. (Yea, if anybody knows about blowin money, it’s me.)
Blow, blow that kush like a candle.

[Verse 2:]
Just bought a 458. (Bought a 458.)
Cost 300 racks. (Cost 300 racks.)
Ludacris I’m a legend. (God damn right.)
So I still drive in my Ac’. (Still drive in my Ac’.)
Took two years off. (Took two years off.)
Just to raise my cup. (Just to raise my cup.)
Worth a hundred fucking men. (Worth a hundred fucking men.)
Niggas can’t keep up. (Niggas can’t keep up.)
What you’re making in a year. (What you’re making in a year.)
I blow it in a week. (I blow it in a week.)
Just built a guest house. (Just built a guest house.)
3000 square feet. (3000 square feet.)
Everything go to waste. (Everything go to waste.)
Too much money in the way. (Too much money in the way.)
Just built a b-ball court. (just built a b-ball court.)
Nigga don’t even play. (Nigga don’t even play.)
What the fuck?
I got enough weed to fill a hundred thousand blunts.
Bought a playground at the crib, my daughter played on that shit once.
Got a safe filled up with dirty money like Kaleena.
Got a tennis court rotting cuz it’s waiting for Serena.

[Chorus:]
I got brick fare on me right now and I’ll blow it.
40 racks stuffed down in my denim, I’ll blow it.
Take a gram of kush and roll it in the blunt, I blow it.
What I spent today you spend it in a month, yea I blow it.
Blow, blow, blow that money like a candle.
Blow, blow that kush like a candle.
Blow, blow that money like a candle.
Blow, blow that kush like a candle.

[Verse 3:]
Want some blow.
Or to rent a boat.
Nigga need a bigger both.
For all this blow.
How you getting doe?
You ain’t got nothing to blow
Fuck out of here with your blow.
The rich who blow, got it from a new blow.
Actually It’s old blow.
It was gone for, you can say blow.
Show me 700 for, by all means I was going to blow.
Partner made that, hop in the Enzo.
Yea that bitch gotta blow.
Better tie her to the car and the deed to your house.
Yea nigga, I’ma blow your bitch.
(I’m blowin.)
Blowin money, blowin strong.
Swear that’s all I blow. (that’s all I blew.)
All them blow days gone.
You’re the whore.
Had to get me something to blow, so I went to California.
Bought at California.
I just want to blow their brain.
Infatuated with horses.
I just need them in my paint. (Rarri.)
Make me feel the power, blow that money every hour.

[Chorus:]
I got brick fare on me right now and I’ll blow it.
40 racks stuffed down in my denim, I’ll blow it.
Take a gram of kush and roll it in the blunt, I blow it.
What I spent today you spend it in a month, yea I blow it.
Blow, blow, blow that money like a candle.
Blow, blow that kush like a candle.
Blow, blow that money like a candle.
Blow, blow that kush like a candle.

FUTURE feat. R. Kelly – Parachute

[R.Kelly:] Aye Aye [x6]

[Clears throat]

[Verse 1:]
Check her out she hella
Somebody outta tell her
Her ass got a voice
And she sing acapella
I can be the music, pumping in her background
I can make her lose it, and find it in Chi Town
Club of america, legs so tall
I stepped out america
Call it awol
Bitch I am a go getter
That hooks forever
Know ya’ll heard that 12 play
That hooks forever
Be the parachute cause I’m falling for that pussy
Be the flashlight cause I’m deep of in that pussy
I been round here, better look round here
Young fella, they call me the king round here
And now I got my voice back, listen round here
I’m the shit, y’all niggas just smell round here
Got them chicks flipping for me, best friends kissing for me
Ay magic city in the back room stripping for me
Your man is like nextel
Soon gone
Girl you can always call on me
Apple phone

[Hook:]
Falling (For You) [x4]
Think I need a pa pa pa pa pa [x2]
(Think I need a Parachute
Parachute Parachute) [x2]
Cause I’m going d d down on ya
D d down on ya [x3]

[Verse 2: Future]
I like yo legs, the way you move
You know gymnastics, I know magic
You know fashion, Emilio
I’m falling for your head, I wanna see u blow
I’m balling on the edge you need a vocal coach
I’m a sky walker, nasa
5 4 3 2 1 I’m bout to blast off
Space rocket, we outta here
You compliment my mojo
You stroking on my ego
You wanna go to pluto
And make movies everyday of your life

[Bridge:]
Something bout them lashes girl
That really compliments your eyes
There’s something about them fishnets girl
That’s hugging yet revealing your thighs

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Future]
Hey, come back, come back, come back, shawty got dat come back
Ondae ondae ondae on on on ondalay
You got me wishing I speak spanish
You got me feeling real mannish
I’m bout to turn up
We set the roof on fire it’s bout to burn up
Winding winding winding I see you grinding
Overnight, one night with me and now we shining
I got yo attitude in Venus
I got you begging to catch my semen
Bravo Bravo Bravo, u deserve a Bravo
And you’re flyer than a pilot, auto

[Bridge:]
Something bout them lashes girl
That really compliments your eyes
There’s something about them fishnets girl
That’s hugging yet revealing your thighs

[Hook]

FUTURE feat. Snoop Dogg – Homicide

[Hook: Future and Snoop Dogg]
You say you wanna take a ride? Get in
I grew up on that other side, getting it in
You niggas selling a bunch of pies, snatch a Benz
I heard you say it’s going down, I’m going in
Go tell ‘em it’s a homicide (murder)
Go tell ‘em it’s a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell ‘em it’s a homicide (murder, murder)
Go tell ‘em it’s a homicide, ya ya

[Verse 1: Snoop Dogg]
Fighting, shooting, killing, riding
Cripping, tripping, spitting fire
In the kitchen, baking pies
Taking mines, making mines
Yellow tape, black gun
Fill it with them hollow shells
And leave the scene bloody
Buddy can’t nobody tell
Catch a plane to the ATL
Lay low in a cheap motel
Whatever suits ya
And get a few thangs from my cousin Future
Now I’m back on and popping like
Trapping, rapping in the cut
Talk shit, I fuck you up
They don’t recognize who I am or where I’m from
So I hit the strip club banging 20 Crip cause
Treble with the bass, put that thang up in yo shavening
And leave yo body bleeding on the pavement

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Future]
How many a ride for you, open up that fire for you
You gotta question a nigga standing next to you, cut him off
I grew up on the side you gotta make yourself a boss
Niggas’ll shit on you any chance they get
Cross you out on a lick
If you ain’t ready for the ending then quit
It’s a dirty world, you gotta get your hands dirty
I’m going for the title with my hands on the rifle
I put in the same work you put in, survival
Looking at my rival, they looking suicidal
Keep them bodies off wax, I can spot a rat
Let the guitar play, brrrat!

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Future]
Slang a bunch of packs, and go and snatch a Benzo
I played them streets as a young nigga, ain’t never liked Nintendo
Them gangstas in the yard, them my motherfucking kinfolk
They’ll kidnap you and yo broad (in broad) daylight, no pretendo
I grew up ’round a bunch of monsters, call that pressure on ya
Be so scared for ya life, you call the police on ya
You ready say you ready
You gon’ starve or you want fetti? Yo life’ll change a second
Good or bad, don’t open yo mouth, make sure you shut it
Ain’t no telling who listening, make a wise decision
I’m from ‘cross the tracks, like Boosie
If you ride, you better know who shooting

[Hook]

Future Feat. Gorilla Zoe & Laudie – Diamonds

Diamonds round my wrist
Just put a brick on it
Diamonds round my pinky
Just put a brick on it
Diamonds round my neck
Just put a brick on it
Diamond in my …
Just put a brick on them x 2

Diamonds round my wrist,
I got some diamonds round my neck
I got the kilo on,
Whole thousand grands
I got some diamonds in ear
I got some diamonds in my pinky
With the eagle on my
Don’t get too close
I’m an astronaut forever,
I must stay in Pluto
In the town, we in the club
The bbs is on blow
We diamonds forever and not to worry
I’m working with my amigo
Comprende with that ice is like a rhine on a kilo

Diamonds round my wrist
Just put a brick on it
Diamonds round my pinky
Just put a brick on it
Diamonds round my neck
Just put a brick on it
Diamond in my …
Just put a brick on them x 2

I’m laughing to the bay, life …
The diamonds in my ear as me fit…
Drop it deuce and a bow,
Pull me 26
With the colors in my diamonds, they flawless
Gold balls in my ears, I’m balling
Her body on my … new Orleans
That’s what here…you’re stalling
Keep dope everywhere, no talking

Diamonds round my wrist
Just put a brick on it
Diamonds round my pinky
Just put a brick on it
Diamonds round my neck
Just put a brick on it
Diamond in my …
Just put a brick on them x 2

Diamonds on my wrist, a simple that…
Diamonds on my wrist, I got diamonds on my neck Shawty
Diamonds on my chest, you better watch your bitch
She been all up on my dick
Tryina suck to a … I got diamonds all on my shit
She let me hit it from the back
Now she got diamonds on her chest
She say my diamonds are so bright
She say them diamonds …
Now why these diamonds all on me, let’s go

Diamonds round my wrist
Just put a brick on it
Diamonds round my pinky
Just put a brick on it
Diamonds round my neck
Just put a brick on it
Diamond in my …
Just put a brick on them x 2

FUTURE feat. Lil Wayne – Turn On The Lights (Remix)

I’m lookin’ for her
Astronaut
(Tunechi)
I’m lookin’ for her
I’m lookin’ for her
(Remix)
I’m lookin’ for her
Yeah

[Verse 1 - Future]
Is that her in the VIP line?
With the Vuitton and Yves Saint Laurent
Used to drive a Nissan now she in a Beamer
I don’t want her cause she from the corner
And I heard that Beamer was a loaner
Her old man the owner
And I don’t even drink Corona’s
What type of drink you want huh?
On champagne forever, on dirty sprite forever
You can come sip with me if you’d like to change the weather
If you wanna live better, we can buy a crib wherever
Don’t get too thirsty, get used to this cheddar
I wanna tell the world about you just so they can get jealous
And if you see her ‘fore I do, tell her I wish that I’ve met her
Turn on the lights, I’m lookin’ for her too
I heard she keep her promises and never turn on you
I heard she ain’t gon’ cheat and she gon’ never make no move
I heard she be there anytime you need her, she come through
Turn on the lights

[Verse 2 - Lil Wayne]
This dick is for you
I ask her is it true and she say “like a horseshoe”
She got that, got that name covered, that’s a war wound
She lay me on my back and ride this dick like vroooom
Then I…

[Hook - Future]
Turn on the lights, I’m lookin’ for her
I’m lookin’ for her, I’m lookin’ for her
Turn on the lights
I’m lookin’ for her, I’m lookin’ for her
I’m lookin’ for her, I’m lookin’ for her

[Verse 3 - Lil Wayne]
Tell her I skate
And shawty down to earth, but bitch I need my space
And she gone ride this dick, I had a long day
She say fuck me anyway you want, I give her Santa Claus face
We gon’ turn up tonight, that real, real new
But we been fucking way before I went to Rikers Island
And now she got a man, I think he gayer than a stylist
I wish we were both single like a couple dollars
And when we get together she be on that Miley Cyrus
So we eat each other up like some Somalians
She know I got a girl, but she keep this shit a thousand
Whenever we together she don’t ever ask about us
She just be like this pussy is for you
I say come and eat this bone, and stop eating dog food
And she got that, got that name covered, that’s a war wound
And she lay me on my back and then she fuck me like boom
Then I…

[Hook - Future]
Turn on the lights, I’m lookin’ for her
I’m lookin’ for her, I’m lookin’ for her
Turn on the lights
I’m lookin’ for her, I’m lookin’ for her
I’m lookin’ for her, I’m lookin’ for her

[Outro - Lil Wayne]
Tell her I skate, I ain’t go no worries
No Frank Ocean, I’m straight
Tunechi
Tell ‘em I’m straight, Tunechi

[Outro - Future]
Tell her I been lookin’ for her with a flashlight
You can’t tell her, tell her nothing cause I got my cash right
And tell her if she honest, she promise to stay true
Make sure when you tell her, tell her we goin’ past the moon
Turn on the lights, I”m lookin’ for her

FUTURE feat. Big Rube – The Future Is Now

No longer can I remain earthbound
The future is now
Time and space are one in the same
Enough time in space and we running the game
Almost is unacceptable
The cosmos is a receptacle
For the spectacle of my ascension
Inhabiting multiple dimensions of perspective
All my actions selective
At all costs, I must obtain the objective
Regain the inception intended at the conception
A living lethal weapon
I’m the natural selection
Moving in my own eccentric orbit
A rebel amongst conformists
So far gone, you might catch me on Pluto
4 billion miles away
Do a whole week in one day
Live for keeping it real
You already know what it is
I rather ever speak without something to say
But if you can’t remember the who, what, when, or the how
Remember one thing I said: the future is now

FUTURE feat. Cooley – Nunbout

I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
Wearing Gucci for the rest of my life
They don’t want to
I don’t know no nunbout you
Four hoes laid up at the hotel right now
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
Couple traps old school with the coupe with the shoes
Nigga I don’t know nunbout you
Got a crew full of goons and they all gonna shoot
Nigga I don’t know nunbout you

(Scream)

Achu achu achu you sniff this cash here do that too
My bitch at emigration right now
Man I hope they let come through (she far)
Pull up too hung on that (skirt skirt)
With the coupe no roof you know a clue
Let the AC blow
Got a blow like boss and George and Diego
I’m double cup
On molly
I’m arrogant and cocky
My bank roll is come stop me
Put icing on my watches
I’m swagged up in Versace
They got my swag on copy
I had to change the topic
I see them haters watching
He never had no fame
He never sold them thangs
Who the hell are you (who the fuck are you)
Anybody can make it rain
Four hundred dollars on some frames (designer)
Me and you don’t see the same (we ain’t never did)
What set you claim (what set you claim)
Yall niggas don’t sell cocaine

I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
Wearing Gucci for the rest of my life
They don’t want to
I don’t know no nunbout you
Four hoes laid up at the hotel right now
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
Couple traps old school with the coupe with the shoes
Nigga I don’t know nunbout you
Got a crew full of goons and they all gonna shoot
Nigga I don’t know nunbout you

I mean me and Gucci going crazy with the band
Me and G been in this bitch to all
Free Band we international
You know the word is out
The clothing line is crazy
The clientele is amazing
Got a multimillion dollar deal on the table
Ain’t no way we waiting
Free Band game around the nation
Too real no way we hating
Ford Pinto laid up in Vegas
I can buy me a new Mercedes
Right now I feel like racing (skirt skirt)
Put a old school Lamberts in a station
Ride presidential road
My bills are gone skating
There’s ice on my wrists
I kill you long distance
I’m plugged in with migo
They coming with fishes
They say you bought ten of them
Nobody help witness
They cash out on chickens
They cash out on chickens

I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
Wearing Gucci for the rest of my life
They don’t want to
I don’t know no nunbout you
Four hoes laid up at the hotel right now
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
Couple traps old school with the coupe with the shoes
Nigga I don’t know nunbout you
Got a crew full of goons and they all gonna shoot
Nigga I don’t know nunbout you

OK I wake up in the morning
With a bitch I don’t even know
And its Sunday morning
And church i don’t even go
Trap or die young jeezy and go
Time to let the people know
I can’t count the time
We done hit the convenient store
Real shit I had to let that true religion and jeezy go
I’ve seen too many people in it
I ain’t saying leave the store
I’m a leader though
Follow me on twitter hoe
Y’all talking bricks
But bitch we just got rid of four
Shit get critical
Even get a little physical
Don’t care none about no bitch
Bitch I feel like mystical
Survive through the difficult
I’ve been with them different folks
Ain’t even made it yet
What the fuck they hating on Cooley for

I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
Wearing Gucci for the rest of my life
They don’t want to
I don’t know no nunbout you
Four hoes laid up at the hotel right now
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
I don’t know nunbout you
Couple traps old school with the coupe with the shoes
Nigga I don’t know nunbout you
Got a crew full of goons and they all gonna shoot
Nigga I don’t know nunbout you

FUTURE feat. Drake – Tony Montana

Fuckin’ cockroaches
Motherfuckin’ freebandz.
Want me to be the bad guy
Wanna play, cartel nigga

[Hook:]
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
Check up out my ears
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
I’m ’bout to cop the Porsche
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana
You leave me no choice, take em to
Tony Montana, Tony Montana, Tony Montana

[Verse 1: Future]
I take over the streets, fresh off the banana boat
I come straight from the east, where niggas split your canteloupe
Just tell me where you wanna meet, I’m coming with a gang of dope
My cigar full of loud
I’m laced up to the fucking flo’
The Porsche Carrera, Panamera, 911
I do the whole dash, dropping all cash
Gutta to the death of me I’m sticking to the recipe
Plug, deal with Columbians, I know Sosa
All I got is my balls and my word, fuck the Roaches
Everything we do, we put Versace on the sofa’s
The money got me geeked, like I took a hit of coka
My life is a movie, I gotta stay focused

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Drake]
On the hood you see the Stallion
Passenger a stallion
Niggas getting nervous
I’m passing out the valium
I suggest you pop it
But please don’t get too sleepy
Used to have them bitches twirkin’
Up in 400 West Peachtree
Bet ya those same hoes’ll see me
Be like that’s how you feeling
Used to stay up after 12
Now your worth like 12 million
Boy you did, boy you did it
You did the unexpected
I say fuck the unexpected
I just did what I projected
I swear young women are lost these days
While older women dig me
Fucking women that knew Biggie so
We really ain’t no biggie
It’s just OVO and XO and freebandz of committee
And shout out to Toronto
Bitch I’m Tony in my city

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Future]
Another shot of Quelo
She be comin’ back fo peso’s
When ya plugged in with Pedro, it’s hard for hoes to let go
See AK’s ain’t no bitch, nigga I’ll split yo tato
Ain’t nothin’ ’bout me ordinary, I come with the yayo
I move like A Mob boss, it’s gon take an army
The world is mine nigga u get it if u want it
You fuckin with me you’ll move to Alaska by the mornin
You want me to be the bad guy, ok it’s on then
Champagne spillin’, crabcakes everywhere
My white bitch trippin she say ain’t playin’ fair
I’m bout to cop a tiger and put it in the castle
Freebandz a company so nigga it don’t matter Though

[Hook]

FUTURE – Truth Gonna Hurt You

Future Hendricks
My experience
Feel my music, hear my music
It’s a cold-cold-cold world baby
Put on your coat
Preferably, check sure ’bout it

[Hook:]
I didn’t wanna lie to ya (aye)
But it sound more fly to ya (yeah)
I didn’t wanna lie to ya (whoa whoa whoa)
I swear it sound way fly to ya (aye)
Cause the truth gone hurt you
The truth gone hurt you
I swear the truth gonna hurt you
Truth gon’ hurt you (yeah yeah yeah)

I live a California lifestyle
All these girls around me, gone wild
And I’m so caught up in my own style
I can’t see you niggas in the crowd
I’m so far, ain’t gonna never come down
You can ask around, I run the town
Everyday for me, a fashion show
I’m Future Hendricks and I run Pluto (space)
I’m a rock star forever, I need to get my act together
When changin’ up the weather, it’s so hard to be settle (yeah yeah)
Since we first got together
Things changed for the better
I got die-hard fans and they treat me very special
Heard about forty bitches in the lobby
Ask me about it, I don’t know about it

[Hook]

I’m boarding a first class flight
I ain’t pack a bag over night
Cause I’m a shop when I land
Yea, I’m a shop when I land
When you playin’ with them band
Five suite hotel, that’s all where we staying
I’m frustrated
And I been up lately
(Just thinkin’ of shit you know what I mean)
Goin’ over my plan
Feel like I’m sinking in sand
Two thangs you wouldn’t understand
I live the high life
Sex surf and money
Everything we do, we do it always to the morning
I got a trio, tryna suck me up like Tito
Ain’t fallin’ in lust
You need to trust when I tell you

[Hook]

FUTURE – Turn On The Lights

I’m lookin’ for ‘er
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
I’m lookin’ for ‘er

[Verse 1:]
Is that her in the VIP-line
With the Vuitton and Yves saint Laurent
Used to drive the Nissan, now she in a Beamer
I don’t want ‘er cause she from the corner
And I heard that Beamer was a loner
Her old man, the owner
And I don’t even drink Corona’s
What type of drink you want bruh
I’m champagne forever
I’m dirty Sprite forever
You can come sit with me
If you’d like to change the weather
If you wanna live better
We can buy a crib, wherever
Don’t get too thirsty, get used to this cheddar
I wanna tell the world about you just so they can get jealous
And if you see ‘er ‘fore I do tell ‘er I wish that I’ve met ‘er

[Hook:]
Turn on the lights
I’m lookin’ for ‘er too
I heard she keep her promises and never turn on you
I heard she ain’t gone cheat and she gon never make no move
I heard she be there anytime you need ‘er, she come through
Turn on the lights
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
Turn on the lights
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
I’m lookin’ for ‘er
I’m lookin’ for ‘er

[Verse 2:]
Send ‘er my way
Tell ‘er I’ve been lookin’ for ‘er in the broad day
Hangin’ with the dope boys in the hallways
And I know, to keep ‘er, yeah, you gotta get that cake
Turn on the lights
I’m lookin’ for ‘er too
I heard she got a pretty face and stand up like a stallion
I heard that she a precious jewel, you treat her to medallions
I wanna be the one to find out if I go to prowlin
And if I get the number, you know I can’t wait to dial it
And if we get together, girl, you know we gon be wylin’
And when we get together we make magic in this house
Whenever you up here ain’t nothin’ nobody can do about it

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
She a hood girl
But she a good girl
She been mislead
Now she ready for the world
I want your energy
To take control of me
I’ve tried to go to sleep
And seen ‘er in my dreams
Just in case I run across her today I’m a stay clean
Just in case you recognize her face, send ‘er to me
And tell ‘er I’ve been lookin’ for ‘er with a flashlight
You can’t tell a nigga nothin’ because I got my cash right
And tell ‘er if she honest and promise to stay true
Make sure, when you tell ‘er, tell ‘er we goin past the moon

[Hook]

FUTURE – You Deserve It

You deserve it
You deserve it
You deserve it, Future
You deserve it

You deserve it
You deserve it
You deserve it, Future
You deserve it

I done paid so many dues
I never lose my cool
Just the other day, my lil’ cousin call me from school and said

You deserve it
You deserve it
You deserve it, Future
You deserve it
(Turn it up)

[Verse 1:]
Ain’t asked for this, I worked for this
I was in the dungeon, that place’s a sin
Catch the jiggers, not paying attention
No harm, nigga, my slang tremendous
I’m better than you and I know it
I will show it
You ain’t flowin’ how I’m flowin’
That’s why I’m goin’
Places you ain’t goin’
No one can go in
They knowin’ it and I’m glowin’
To a mother I come up with discretion
I pick that up from rico
My cousin had my back from day one
Gon’ keep a month up
I believe we keepin’ to one thousand and stayin’ humble
You’re right, I told ‘er take through to jungle
Keep it slammin’, tell the T when I was standin’ on the corner
Went to studio, just put that crack of heavy on it

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I go so fuckin’ hard, till my heart skip a beat
I always been expensive, ain’t nothin’ about me cheap
I’m tha realest nigga you’ll see
Since Michael Jackson — Billie Jean
I was plannin’ can’t even rappin’
Sometimes I feel I wanna sing
My passion (my passion)
It goes without bein’ said
Tha fruits of my labor
I laid down a solid foundation
You water a seed too long and it will grow
You stay down and grind for long and it’s gon show
It brings water to my eyes just to hear me on the radio
You wouldn’t understand the route I had to take to get here so
I worked for this (I worked for this)
It didn’t come easy (It didn’t come easy)
My people hit me up and said these rappers cheezy, cause

[Hook]

FUTURE – Spaz On Yall

You know what’s real funny?
A lot of the niggas we used to look up to, is lookin up to us now.
See that’s that astronaut status, nigga.
DJ scream my nigga Future.

[Chorus:]
I’ma spaz on y’all. (astronaut nigga. Saluters respect that.)
We got to spaz on y’all, cuz a million mother fuckers wanna see me fall.
I’m the strength of my hood, I’ma spaz on y’all.
Got a real bad bitch come whenever I call.
It’s so hard for me to trust her, I can’t give her my all.
Got a gang of bitches in the club from wall to wall.
I’ma get em by the stage then I’ma spaz on y’all.
I’m bout to spaz on y’all.

I’m on my rockstar campaign, eyes it’s ours boy.
Money just to burn, like a fire in a forrest.
Holding on a card trick, hundred page magazine.
Sippin on codeine so I can make my thoughts clean.
I swear if it ain’t calm my nerves, I click on niggas. (click on niggas!)
I had a issue. (what?)
I’m too ambitious. (too ambitious!)
I paint the picture. (what?)
It’s very vivid. (you see it?)
I play to guard the devil, don’t get a hole in my spirit.
Try to wash my hands, I wash my hands, I had so much dirt on em. (whoa.)
I grind so hard. (hey.)
Now I’m hot as a sauna. (I’m hot!)
You’d rather see me suffer. (you’d rather see me suffer.)
My whole team under.
Applying major pressure.(on you niggas.)
With no conscience.

[Chorus:]
We got to spaz on y’all, (why?) cuz a million mother fuckers wanna see me fall. (I know!)
I’m the strength of my hood, I’ma spaz on y’all.
Got a real bad bitch come whenever I call.
It’s so hard for me to trust her, I can’t give her my all.
Got a gang of bitches in the club from wall to wall.
I’ma get em by the stage then go spaz on y’all.
I’m bout to spaz on y’all.

My body full of ganja.
The recipe, the farmers.
Don’t make me put it on ya, I recollect your memory.
Finessing was a sport, then I turned it to a business.
This ain’t one LBG forever, get the fuck up out my business.
That crack house life, (life!) it will teach you something you can’t even witness.
Or listen to, you gotta go through.
Feel it in your kidney.
She wishing, and it’s my only chance.
And I got bitches, they come in on command.
No remote control, on demand.
You wanna see me win? I go Taliban.
Ape shit behind the free band logo.
We go loco on that coco, I put that on my migo.

[Chorus:]
We got to spaz on y’all, (why?) cuz a million mother fuckers wanna see me fall. (I know.)
I’m the strength of my hood, I’ma spaz on y’all.
Got a real bad bitch come whenever I call.
It’s so hard for me to trust her, I can’t give her my all.
Got a gang of bitches in the club from wall to wall.
I’ma get em by the stage then go spaz on y’all.
I’m bout to spaz on y’all.

The planet ice sphere made me colder than Ohio.
I get headaches everyday but you can’t tell how hard I go.
I’ma give it to you real, ain’t no excuses I’m making.
One word gets you through the bad days, having patience.
They don’t have no idea, how the haters try to interfere and steal what you done built up.
To this point in your career.
When you riding in the rairri, swerving through traffic with your diamonds.
It’s one word, gliss, cuz all your shit is is remindement.
Bad karma, I put in when I was grinding.
Hustle hard, taking money, it’s called surviving.
Down bat, take your anger, then you can bind it.
I go to the booth with them thoughts, then start rhyming.

[Chorus:]
We got to spaz on y’all, (why?) cuz a million mother fuckers wanna see me fall. (I know.)
Got a real bad bitch come whenever I call.
It’s so hard for me to trust her, I can’t give her my all.
Got a gang of bitches in th club from wall to wall.
I’ma get em by the stage then go spaz on y’all.
I’m bout to spaz on y’all.

FUTURE – Straight Up

Yeah, Yeah yeah yeah
Freebandz Bought A Building
Straight Up
Aye,

[Hook:]
Got the Gucci boots on like it’s snowing, straight up
Big booty freak and she foreign, straight up
All My Whole Team We Very Important, Straight Up
Gotta put red on the bottom of your shoes, straight up
Got them racks on me, straight up
With a Gat on me, Straight up
I’m a spazz on you, straight up
Throw some cash on ya, straight up
Molly with the lean feel like you come from another planet, straight up
Every car I drive you know it gotta be Panamera

[Verse 1:]
I fly like plane, and I ain’t gone never land
I tie my strings, Cause I run to them bandz
I’m on a molly, don’t fuck around with them xan’s
Got the baby bottles, full of active and zan’s
I’mma hot topic, I’m in popular demand
With a penthouse, but forget where I been staying
In a continental with this bad ass Dominican
Gotta cost over eighty racks for me to go sit in
I’m an astronaut, yes, yes, yes I am
I’m gone take these guap and cash out on a lamb
Buy some red bottems, Jimmy Choo be all you wearing
Fuck the dress code, nigga it ain’t no comparing

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I’m a go to Mars (then what?)
And take the baddest broad
This ain’t no facuade
She a natural porn star
Emilio (what up?)
Vanity, no pooch
Show room floor
We go to sleep in Gucci
This ain’t trip enough
This how you kick it with a boss
We blasting off (what?)
Like a rocket what you thought ?
On another level, we put diamonds in our cross
Keep that heavy metal
Like a rock star so don’t you cross
From another planet
Yeah, yeah, yes I am
I got your baby mammy and she in love with who I am
Riding panoramic, with the turbo boost
She got red on her like she down with SUWOO

[Hook]

FUTURE – Swap It Out

Said I’ll swap it out
I’m swapping everything out here brand new

I swapped out my true religions
Put on my robin jeans
I swapped out dat clean sprite
Mixed it with codeine
I swapped out it old school
Pulled up in dat new thing
I swapped out a portal beacon
And now I’m talking Japanese
I swapped out my hood fame
Now I got global status
Swapped out that ratchet how
Cause my bitch the baddest
Swapped out the recipe
Make my pockets fatter
Swapped out dem vv ones
Now I got better carots

I went psycho with dat sprite
I went a drug addict with dat sprite
I Got hoes dat like to dike
But to tell you the truth they fly like kites
I got bad bitches who write
Went to space and took a flight
Yeah I’m fly but ain’t no kite
Cause they’re too short for my life
I’m on Pluto
You on Earth
I had burberry at first
Now it’s Pluto on my shirt
I don’t go crazy
I’ll go berserk
Had to maro hard top
Pull da rari with da vert
I’m the king in my hood
Aye da globe is my turf
See me rocking diamonds
You know the diamond’s very bright
Had to swap out the mid
Then we start sellin white
I was true religion saggin
Now dem robins on me nice
Paid the cash in, cash now
All I do is swipe

I swapped out my true religions
Put on my robin jeans
I swapped out dat clean sprite
Mixed it with codeine
I swapped out it old school
Pulled up in dat new thing
I swapped out a portal beacon
And now I’m talking Japanese
I swapped out my hood fame
Now I got global status
Swapped out that ratchet hoe
Cause my bitch the baddest
Swapped out the recipe
Make my pockets fatter
Swapped out dem vv ones
Now I got better caarots

I swapped my Louis scarf for Alexandra Macqueen
I just brought a sprite and it’s no longer clean
Was a true religion kid that I designed for my jeans
Hey I run ATL
Man I feel like a king
I’m red bottom walking when I walk on the fly
Rosalina popped a pill
Now I’m no longer tired
Marijuana in my system
You can see it on my eye
I’ve got a pocket full of hundred man
I feel like plies
I was old school shopping
Na da rari what matters
I once trip off light
Now I’m in Pluto forever
Yellow Stone, White Stone
Stepping up on my bezel
I vvs the face
Took out canary yellows

I swapped out my true religion
Put on my robin jeans
I swapped out dat clean sprite
Mixed it with codeine
I swapped out dat old school
Pulled up in dat new thing
I swapped out a portal beacon
And now I’m talking Japanese
I swapped out my hood fame
Now I got global status
Swapped out that ratchet hoe
Cause my bitch the baddest
Swapped out the recipe
Make my pockets fatter
Swapped out dem vv ones
Now I got better carots

FUTURE – Same Damn Time

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time
Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I’m on Pluto I’m on Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time

Gucci made in Italy, Bally belt I’m killing shit
The way I rock a jimmy Choo’s the word got out I’m dealing it
I fuck her she a immigrant
Don’t touch her she got benefits
Bussin down them benjimans
Fucking up on Louie kicks, that’s the way I’m kicking it
Pharaoh garment cover me
Puerto Rican, Japanese, we laid up at the Double Tree
Yellow ice a bumble bee, pinky ring a quarter key
Iphone a metro, twerking off the whole thing
My ear ring a jelly bean, gangster lean and ireine
Red eyes no visine, I’m loc’d out on the bean
Horse shoes on my jeans, robbing jeans with the wings
Yellow bone on the team, trafficin that Yao Mings
Space boots with the spikes, go to AZ on a flight
Mail a hundred over night, Yeah yeah yeah yeah

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time
Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I’m on Pluto I’m on Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time

I’m in Fifs with the sack going crazy
Got some diamonds around my neck no fugazy
Bad bitches in the suite, trying to bathe me
Just a young hood nigga, streets raised me
Working with a unit try and stretch it to another one
Drinking on that active and it taste just like some bubble gum
Thumbing through a check, boarding on the jet
Talking on the iPhone, sipping out the Styrofoam
That dirty got my mind gone, that money got my mind blown
VVS and white stones, VVS and white stones
I’m rolling like a rolling stone
Free Bands on Al Capone
And my cash way long, (turned up)
I see a bunch of clones

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid, at the same damn time
Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I’m in Pluto I’m in Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time

Give me an apartment and some water and I can swim
Got that gambino jumping out the gym
My young nigga serving jays outside crim
Jump across from me you know your chances slim
In my Aviator Gucci, like I’m driving planes
Flying cash in cash money, smell like cocaine
Doing Birdman numbers, making flips like Jackie Chan
Walk inside the jeweler drop a bail on ya rinng.
Spent so much at Louie gave me free champagne
In Bel Harbor shopping and they doing the same thang
And I keep my cup with me like a pimp
I check a Magic Don Juan, take a glimpse
Spike Lee need to get this shit on film

I wear Gucci, I wear Bally at the same damn time
On the phone, cooking dope, at the same damn time
Selling white, selling mid at the same damn time
Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I’m on Pluto I’m on Mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, popping bottles at the same damn time.

FUTURE – Shopping Spree

Shopping spree, shopping spree
Shopping spree, shopping spree

Shorty want to take her shopping spree
So she need a nigger on the grind
Shorty want to take her shopping spree
Then she want to make that pussy mine
Shopping spree, shopping spree
You never took her
Shopping spree, shopping spree
Shopping spree, shopping spree
Want to go on a
Shopping spree, shopping spree

I’m gunned up like you’re mine
Ain’t nothing about a bitch new purse
In fly bitch OR earth
Five nigger who sell T-shirts
T-shirt that shot for the word
Lean got pants up under that skirt
Walk red box and you feet’s got to hurt
Want to go splurge
Want to go Gucci
Want to go poaching
Want to go shopping
Want start over
Want to go brag
Want to go bustling
I’ll set you free
Tell me where you with
Tell me for the biz
You got your nigger
And all do win, win, win, win
I stay here leaks again, again, again, again and again
I’m forced off the train
Is that way in
You want to have a mojo
Graf up a ten
You want to have a style
That can’t be denied
You look big holster
Drive a fly ride
Want to hit the bank
With a chick that’s blank
Want rodeo
T you about to thank
In New York
Fashion Week
Flash champagne
And don’t eat a thing

Shorty want to take her shopping spree
So she need a nigger on the grind
Shorty want to take her shopping spree
Then she want to make that pussy mine
Shopping spree, shopping spree
You never took her
Shopping spree, shopping spree
Shopping spree, shopping spree
Want to go on a
Shopping spree, shopping spree

Put down all of you bide
Presidents you wrist
Gucci, Pucci, Louis
Crisp that little routine
Let’s take us trip to flips
Then shot like a birthday hip
You fuck the cake that biz
I’m buy goods every day this shift
Your purse matching you ear grind
Your ear grind matching your shoe
So kneel on, kneel on that
You sick of Jenna too
You ever think I played for the families
I’ll be bird con too
Yo nigger grab this 75
You shot to the face
Turn blue
Your Louis V drank champagne
Going to spit you back to Iraq
You keep your little mouth clever
I’m a let you play with this set
This set right here full of Hummers
Them boy damn brought their hundreds
You roll up this
Got a day in
Bought two flat screens for your mama

Shorty want to take her shopping spree
So she need a nigger on the grind
Shorty want to take her shopping spree
Then she want to make that pussy mine
Shopping spree, shopping spree
You never took her
Shopping spree, shopping spree
Shopping spree, shopping spree
Want to go on a
Shopping spree, shopping spree

FUTURE – Paradise

[Future talking:]
Whaddup grandma like
told you I had to do it
I’m just scared for you baby

[Chorus:]
I go through hell so walk with you
I’m taking chances when I talk to you
Just so I can give you the good advice
We go through hell to get to paradise
And I just slowed down on my pocketloss
And when you in the streets that’s how it goes,
When you in the kitchen cooking white
You go through hell to get to paradise

[Verse 1:]
I got some money but it’s all dirty
I gotten a pocket during the chain worthy
And I done took my heart through so many surgeries,
Last night was woke around 4:30
It’s hard to go to sleep you sleeping with the burden,
These niggas play for keep the streets
They really dirty,
You have to practice what you
Preach gone take the courage,
You pain runnin hella deep don’t get discouraged,
You in the belly of beast
Don’t get worried,
You know these niggas play for keeps you still working,
You gotta pack miami heat they always lurkin’,
You can’t think about the guilt so many curses

[Chorus:]
I go through hell so walk with you
I’m taking chances when I talk to you
Just so I can give you the good advice
We go through hell to get to paradise
And I just slowed down on my pocketloss
And when you in the streets that’s how it goes,
When you in the kitchen cooking white
You go through hell to get to paradise

[Verse 2:]
When you in the game playing file,
I hit a lick for hundred eighty-thou,
Blow it in 3 months I’m going out of town,
Get two bad bitches and hit greyhound,
I had to cut the couch down,
They tried to burn the cross down,
They even tried to bring god down
We shootin for the stars now,
We live above the ground,
Go from town to town,
Ridin round the city,
They treat you like Diddy,
With all these crimes shooter committed, they must be winning
It’s only the beginning,
And we ain’t even finish, I came from the highway
Right where the lighty city,
This ain’t the ending

[Chorus:]
I go through hell so walk with you
I’m taking chances when I talk to you
Just so I can give you the good advice
We go through hell to get to paradise
And I just slowed down on my pocketloss
And when you in the streets that’s how it goes,
When you in the kitchen cooking white
You go through hell to get to paradise

FUTURE – Permanent Scar

And it’s a permanent scar, you can’t forget who you are
It don’t matter where you go, they say we are who we are
When you cooking the raw and you’re bad from the start
You as cold in your heart, you as cold as your heart

And it’s a permanent scar, you can’t forget who you are
It don’t matter where you go, you are who you are
And when you cooking the raw and you’re bad from the start
You as cold as your heart, you as cold as your heart

[Verse 1:]
I keep that same mentality when I was facing casualties
Goin’ through my tragedies, I practice like a athlete
Wouldn’t believe they had for me
Show and prove, don’t make believe
I’ll make you believe, all my thoughts free
Purer than the rawest coke
This ain’t no shit that I wrote
I’ve been down this road before
And I’ve been on the rollercoast’
So many ups and downs and turns
Homies droppin’ like flies
Buck stabbed forty times
Doin’ a life sentence and he died
While I’m on the road, doin’ shows, takin’ this ride
I just got word my uncle tried to commit suicide
This the second time I’m goin’ back in, the second time
You’ll get a second chance at life, nigga I ain’t lyin’

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I gots SOME homies, they can only mean the world to me
And they ain’t comin’ back home, they in the cemetery (rest in peace)
I wish I made this up, it was a fairytale
I know some kingpin’s on, they name was Legendary
They smoke crack right now, this ain’t a Tyler Perry
This real rap, real life, it’s very necessary
For me to go on in, so I went back in
Wish I could stay in this booth and never come out again
My lil’ cousin caught a body and he’s still fightin’
And I got killaz walkin the yard, future all they recitin’
And I can’t forgive you nigga, you did too much bittin
But I ain’t gon’ hold no grudge, I just know your type

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
I take a trip a unwrap a gift, run it back like emmit smith
Go to New York with this gift and i come back with a leer
Break bread with my team
Partner money here her
And confidence, I want my music global
I’m wanna see who bump their fist
I’m wanna change a nigga life
So he ain’t gotta go through this
Don’t get caught in my fit
Till I’m runnin’ 1 0 6
They tracked me ‘cross the globe
You can have the fame
Just give me my soul
I could scratch these niggas and go back in that boat
Before I lose my respect
I stick to the code
I hold a tol on my shoulder
But I will never fall
No snitches allowed, case closed

[Hook]