Hold That Heat lyrics - Southside, Future & Travis Scott

(Southside on the track, yeah)

Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh (Yeah)

Whatever I say (Whatever I say)

Uh-huh (Cactus Jack), uh-huh (Travis, Travis), uh-huh (Travis, Travis, Travis)

Whatever I say (Travis, Travis, yeah)

Hold that, hold that heater (Yeah, yeah, Pluto)

Hold that, hold that heater (Yeah, yeah)

Hold that, hold that heater (Cactus Jack)

Hold that, hold that heater (Yeah, yeah)

Hold that, hold that heater (Yeah, yeah)

Hold that, hold that heater (Yeah, yeah)

Hold that, hold that heater

Seein' the crosses, they get it (Uh-huh)

The snipers that's with me ain't trippin' (Uh-huh, Pluto)

Hold that, hold that heater (Uh-huh)

Hold that, hold that heater (Whatever I say)

Hold that, hold that heater (Uh-huh)

Hold that, hold that heater (Uh-huh)

Hold that, hold that heater (Uh-huh)

Hold that, hold that heater (Whatever I say)

And they know I'm lethal (Uh-huh), I done been a lot illegal (Uh-huh)

Crib packed down in Rio (Uh-huh), ten chains, I'ma free up (Whatever I say)

Niggas want beef, I'm that G, yeah (Yeah, uh-huh), my diet on Keto (Straight up, uh-huh)

Five guys with me on G up (Uh-huh), shootin' six like Ceelo (Ooh, whatever I say)

I'm wanted (Yeah), one of the top of the barrel (Let's go, uh-huh)

Number one, get all the zeroes (Uh-huh), sippin' on water, not Styro' (Drank)

Niggas keep tryin', keep playin' around (Uh-huh), before you end up on a mural (Uh-huh, ah)

Block gettin' spinned like a euro (Uh-huh, skrrt), I'm Batman, I hang with no hero, yeah (Let's go)

Out of the South, then we packed to the East

Jumped in somewhere I could buy me a seat (Yeah)

Then moved out West because bro had a V

Looked in his eyes and said, "Need one of these"

Three hundred days and it still ain't no sleep

Inside and outside was ninety degrees

Now it's big tables with lot of us, seat (Yeah)

Mafia shit, do you got it? Capisce? (Got it? Capisce?)

Slippin' and slide out the side creek (Uh-huh)

I got a vibe, gotta keep it a secret (Uh-huh)

That's not a body, she got a physique (Whatever I say)

Took her to Brooklyn to meet with 13

She got some friends I been wantin' to meet (Uh-huh)

She got a squad, yeah, she keep her some demons (Keep her some demons, uh-huh)

All of the heaters, they love them some freaks, we got the heat (Whatever I say)

Hold that, hold that heater

Hold that, hold that heater (La Flame)

Hold that, hold that heater (Hold)

Hold that, hold that heater (Hold)

We poppin', I know that they get it (It's lit)

The snipers that's with me ain't trippin' (Yeah, yeah, uh-huh)

Hold that, hold that heater (Uh-huh)

Hold that, hold that heater (Whatever I say)

Second verse, I'm active (Uh-huh)

Whole squad on me tatted (Whole squad on me tatted)

Ten plus in mathematics (Uh-huh)

Lot of racks on this plastic (Yeah, whatever I say)

Six months down out in Cabo

The lil' tryna teach me Spanish (Alright)

Altoids shaped like Xanax (Uh-huh)

Cup filled up then vanished (Whatever I say, yeah)

I came out the streets with a demon, yeah (Uh-huh)

Stay high and creep low, Lamborghini, yeah (Uh-huh)

I'm clutchin' the pole, I'm a stinger, yeah (Uh-huh)

I got a main bitch, but I mingle, yeah (Whatever I say)

I'm drownin' this pill with some lean, yeah (Uh-huh)

The hook on the choppa, Kareem, yeah (Uh-huh)

I'm poppin' this bitch like a bean, yeah (Uh-huh)

She sit in the coupe and she eatin', yeah (Whatever I say)

I sent out more smoke then a chief, yeah (Uh-huh)

I get at them chicken for cheap, yeah (Uh-huh)

I'm spillin', designer my jeans, yeah (Uh-huh)

My shirt all the way down to my feet, yeah (Whatever I say)

Forward our law with you, die by the law, it's some lawless shit you manage, yeah (Uh-huh)

I'm turnin' one M to a hundred of them (Uh-huh), and I'm 'bout to get me a V, yeah (Whatever I say)

Exotics on 'xotics on 'xotics on 'xotics, I want that bitch, I keep her (Uh-huh)

Poppin' a pill and I'm drinkin' my drank, man, fuck what they say, I need it (Whatever I say)

Old man shoulda just stayed in his place, I ghost that bitch, I don't need her, yeah

Hold that, hold that heater

Hold that, hold that heater (La Flame)

Hold that, hold that heater (Hold)

Hold that, hold that heater (Hold)

We poppin', I know that they get it (It's lit)

The snipers that's with me ain't trippin' (Yeah, yeah)

Hold that, hold that heater

Hold that, hold that heater

Hold that, hold that heater

Hold that, hold that heater (La Flame)

Hold that, hold that heater (Hold, ooh)

Hold that, hold that heater (Hold)

We poppin', I know that they get it (It's lit)

The snipers that's with me ain't trippin' (Yeah, yeah)

Hold that, hold that heater

Hold that, hold that heater (Ooh)

(Whole squad on me tatted)

(Yeah)

(Alright)

How It Feel lyrics - Future

I told Mike, you know what I'm sayin'

Came from motherfucking nothing nigga, and and and

I'm tired of doing interviews 'cause

They don't be asking me the real shit

How a nigga really feel

I took the bitch how to steal, bitch how to steal

I took the bitch out of Steve

Then I put blonde on her weave

I took them hoes outta Soho, then I put them in Manolo

I told the bitch you do not fuck with bozos

But now you fuck with boss on the low low

I had a bitch on the side

Then I gave that bitch some pride

I told her come through tonight

Then I took her on a flight

I took you out of apartments, then I put you in the condo

I had you off in the trap room, you was the one in the bando

You didn't abandon a nigga, you stayed down for the kid

Now I gave you where to live, now you pull up in the lear

I went from two door to four door

Went from a two door to four door

From four door to two door

I'm back in the coupe

Nigga I ball like I'm hoopin', shit

Ask me how it feel to watch your bitch fuck another bitch

Ask me how it feel when you smashin' all this G shit

Ask me how it feel just to smash some R&B shit

Ask me how it feel when they thought you wouldn't be shit

Ask me how it feel, ask me, ask me how it feel

Ask me how it feel, ask me, ask me how it feel

Ask me how it feel when you smash this R&B shit

Ask me how it feel to watch your bitch eat another bitch

I pour champagne on you bitches

I blow the weed on you bitch

Bitches ain't worth shit to me

The kush is worth more than you

I took the bitch out the hood

I told the bitch she a thot

I got the bitch a new condo

I put her in a new spot

She know my dope on the scale

She know I travel the world

I know the Migo the LA the Reid I know Jimmy and Jimmy and Reid

We know the Drake from the Mike

I went from Mike to Young Metro

I go from Metro to Mike and I'm back with Young Will

You know how it petro

Told 'em we back goin' ape, nigga we smokin' so great

Nigga went straight from the A, now we back out in LA

Nigga went straight to the hills, we just got time to build

Money on money on Ms

A M on a M, that's a film

Shit

Ask me how it feel to watch your bitch fuck another bitch

Ask me how it feel when you smashin' all this G shit

Ask me how it feel just to smash some R&B shit

Ask me how it feel when they thought you wouldn't be shit

Ask me how it feel, ask me, ask me how it feel

Ask me how it feel, ask me, ask me how it feel

Ask me how it feel when you smash this R&B shit

Ask me how it feel to watch your bitch eat another bitch

I got a AR the Chopper

A chopper the FN, the 40

The 40 the eagle and a 30

The .38 bust you so ugly

They chargin' a sixty to walk

I'm chargin' 'em 70 to talk

I went from the trenches to cool

A mill ain't enough for my crew

I put a brick on a brick

Then I put bricks on my wrist

I put a brick on my chain

Then I had fucked up the game

After I fucked up the game

Went and bought me some cocaine

Cocaine it right on my neck

And that shit come with a Tec

And that shit came with a house

What all the hate is about

I put the hate with the hate

Then I got snakes on a snake

I told Mike Will get a M

We gon' put this shit on film

Then I jumped right on a M

Then I put C on a B

I put a B on a C

Ask me how it feel to watch your bitch fuck another bitch

Ask me how it feel when you smashin' all this G shit

Ask me how it feel just to smash some R&B shit

Ask me how it feel when they thought you wouldn't be shit

Ask me how it feel, ask me, ask me how it feel

Ask me how it feel, ask me, ask me how it feel

Ask me how it feel when you smash this R&B shit

Ask me how it feel to watch your bitch eat another bitch

I turn up all of these bitches

I could buy all of you bitches

I can buy all of you bitches

I made it you bitch

I made you bitch

Bitch you was nothing 'fore me

I gave you fame on the 'Gram

I put you back on the charts

I gave you number 1 spot

Fuck all you bitch I could buy you all

Fuck all you bitches, you shit to me

Fuck all you bitches you know young future

And Mike will made made history, we gave you bitches some hits

We told you bitches ain't shit

I gave your bitch a number 1

Then I gave your bitch the dick

Fuck all you hoes on a hoe

I gave a bitch to another nigga

I go and get me another bitch

I go and buy another car

I go and buy another house

I go and get me some better mouth

I go and buy me some better mouth

How It Was lyrics - Future

(from "Grand Theft Auto V" soundtrack)

This is an experience

If you haven't been a part of nothing this great

We went through motherfuckin', the unbelievable

Hit the block and sell drugs

That's exactly how it was

Take the Sprite and take the codeine

And I pour me up a cup

Get the molly, drink of mud and smoke some bud

That's how it was

Last night we made a movie, I'ma tell you how it was

How it was, nigga, how it was

How it was, bitch, how it was

How it was, nigga, how it was

How it was, I'ma tell you how it was

Whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it, whip it

Flip it, flip it, flip it, flip it, flip it, flip it, flip it

I was self motivated, I was self driven

I got my determination, now I'm really winnin'

We could pull up Maseratis, I done whipped the Benzes

I was handin' thousands out when I go shop at Lenox

When it come to stackin' cash up, it ain't no limit

I got racks on top of racks and I ain't talking tennis

It's some girls that's gone wild, I like to see them kissin'

It's some niggas playing foul and they sneak dissin'

I won't let her hold me back to complete my mission

It ain't easy when you try to make it out the trenches

Hit the block and sell drugs

That's exactly how it was

Take the Sprite and take the codeine

And I pour me up a cup

Get the molly, drink of mud and smoke some bud

That's how it was

Last night we made a movie, I'ma tell you how it was

How it was, nigga, how it was

How it was, bitch, how it was

How it was, nigga, how it was

How it was, I'ma tell you how it was

I'm the dope man, dope man, yes I am

Turned your baby mama house into a drug lab

I was using all the forks, using all the pans

She done seen a lot of money touch a nigga hands

Saw me microwaving dope, like some leftovers

Drugged in with the green grow, a lawn mower

I’m a Michael Fox, George Jetson, Elroyer

I'm a space cadet, an astronaut, a rock star

I was trapped in the trap, dodging cop cars

I'm on Pluto, I'm on Jupiter, and Mars

You ain't foreign, it's okay, I like all broads

I'ma hustle everyday so I don't never starve

Hit the block and sell drugs

That's exactly how it was

Take the Sprite and take the codeine

And I pour me up a cup

Get the molly, drink of mud and smoke some bud

That's how it was

Last night we made a movie, I'ma tell you how it was

How it was, nigga, how it was

How it was, bitch, how it was

How it was, nigga, how it was

How it was, I'ma tell you how it was

Serve it to you cleaner than the house keeper

Cruisin' by the scene with a street sweeper

Pour a half a pint of codeine in a two liter

Scorchin' hot flame, all that Future drop is heaters

I put passion in my lyrics and I'm working, nigga

Got a dog food connect; DMX, nigga

Got a Styrofoam cup, and I'm doubled up

Think I'm Usain Bolt, ran my bands up

Ain't no pressure on my money, ‘cause I'm certified

All these diamonds 'round my neck, it got em mesmerized

All these drugs inside my system got me super high

Posted up and servin' junkies, been a long time

Hit the block and sell drugs

That's exactly how it was

Take the Sprite and take the codeine

And I pour me up a cup

Get the molly, drink of mud and smoke some bud

That's how it was

Last night we made a movie, I'ma tell you how it was

How it was, nigga, how it was

How it was, bitch, how it was

How it was, nigga, how it was

How it was, I'ma tell you how it was

I.C.W.N.T. lyrics - Future

Swerve, swrr, swrr, whrr

8...

Yuh, yuh, yuh

These bitches ain't shit, we fuck 'em together

I change up my hoes like I change up the weather

I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot

I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot

Bought a couple bags, pussy on splash

Dropped a little cash, that's all that

I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot

I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot

I can't wife no thot, forty at my spot

Smashed her in my drop, got some crazy top

I done damn near wrecked, off that hoe neck

I got a little bit of flex, I damn near was obsessed

All that is is a bougie freak

Saddity bitch from Laguna Beach

Pussy good and her throat deep

Sucked so long, made her nose bleed

I ain't savin' no slutty, I hit her and her and her buddy

Bought the freak a little puppy but she ain't nothin' but my cuddy

I can't wife no thot, suck my dick till she see snot, huh

Came from out the slums, fuck these thotties 'cause I'm hot

Hunnid-round drum and I shot it on the spot

Codeine on her tongue 'cause I'm drinkin' syrup alot

Did a donut out the lot soon as I turned out the parkin' lot

I can't wife no thot, no, I can't wife no thot

I had bought some Cartiers 'cause that mouth there on lock

Gucci sock get Louis top, big chain made her pussy pop

Earrin' got her lashin' out, walkin' 'round like a rental cop

Checkin' bitches, they be on the 'Gram

Check her phone, I think she tryna scam

I ain't tryna save these hoes, no thank you, ma'am

I hit that nanny on green-green, swallow my cum, no ring-ring

Red Ferrari a mean ting, I got a mean ting

Came with her panties, I gave her some lean-lean

I gave her the clean-clean

She want that molly, I gave her a green bean

She took off her wing-wings

I had to put her inside of the Bentley thing

Fucked up her Maybelline

Maybe she think she more than what she is

Maybe she thinkin' queen

Maybe she think Civil gon' save her

Maybe she fuckin' 'round with the neighbors

These bitches ain't shit, we fuck 'em together

I change up my hoes like I change up the weather

I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot

I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot

Bought a couple bags, pussy on splash

Dropped a little cash, that's all that

I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot

I can't wife no thot, I can't wife no thot

8...

In Abundance lyrics - Future

Young, wild, and reckless

At least I ain't checkless

Rep the gang till I'm breathless

Rep the gang till I'm breathless

Young, fly, and reckless

Rep the gang till I'm breathless

Gotta live the wild life

Livin' in the wild life

Haters in ya eyesight

Let 'em hear them loud pipes

Let 'em hear them loud pipes

Let the banger go

I was in Givenchy cruisin' in a Humvee

Wrap your homie a mummy, I turn him into a zombie

Most these guys be frontin', there's no way I'm respondin'

Ben Franklin's comin', it comin' in abundance

Do it how you want it, just do it ain't no frontin'

Took her out for a luncheon, I put it all in her stomach

Sippin' outta my cup and it's spillin' all on my money

High as a fuckin' cannon, my flow is all they demanded

I'm back like I want revenge, she lick it up off her chin

First, I had bought a Bimmer, then I had bought a Benz

I pray for me and my niggas, 'cause we live a life of sin

Some'll get joined in, most of us born in

Open the door for me, I'm already goin' in

Pour up a 4 for me, I'm already on it

I peep the jealousy, I can see when it's comin'

She knew my drive, she knew how much I want it

See how I tried to give you numerous warnings

You wanna talk down on a nigga who born to win

Now you see that you lost out when you see what you went against

I give another chance to turn to a perfect man

I do this shit again, if I can be where I'm at today

Gotta live the wild life

Livin' in the wild life

Haters in ya eyesight

Let 'em hear them loud pipes

Let 'em hear them loud pipes

Let the banger go

I was in Givenchy cruisin' in a Humvee

Wrap your homie a mummy, I turn him into a zombie

Most these guys be frontin', there's no way I'm respondin'

Ben Franklin's comin', it comin' in abundance

Do it how you want it, just do it ain't no frontin'

Young, wild, and reckless

At least I ain't checkless

Rep the gang till I'm breathless

Rep the gang till I'm breathless

Young, fly, and reckless

Rep the gang till I'm breathless

Let 'em hear the exhaust, show 'em you a boss

Peep how the Christian Louboutins look when I walk

Gotta live this high life when you in this wild life

Crush the haters with loud pipes

Crush the hater with loud ice

Gotta keep the Draco

Bust a nigga; Tadoe

Runnin' up my pesos

Runnin' up my cake though

14 carat gold, I'm a motherfuckin' ruler

Upper echelon, you my motherfuckin' student

Niggas I'm a don, fuck around hit the stewardess

Percocets and Xans got my head in the clouds

Gucci with the Bape, I done started a style

Full grown ape, nigga sprayin' the crowd

Gotta live the wild life

Livin' in the wild life

Haters in ya eyesight

Let 'em hear them loud pipes

Let 'em hear them loud pipes

Let the banger go

I was in Givenchy cruisin' in a Humvee

Wrap your homie a mummy, I turn him into a zombie

Most these guys be frontin', there's no way I'm respondin'

Ben Franklin is comin', it's comin' in abundance

Do it how you want it, just do it ain't no frontin'

Niggas I'm a don, fuck around hit the stewardess

Percocets and Xans got my head in the clouds

Gucci with the Bape, I done started a style

Full grown ape, nigga sprayin' the crowd

King's Dead lyrics - Jay Rock, Kendrick Lamar, Future, James Blake

[Part I]

[Kendrick Lamar:]

Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit)

You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist)

I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist)

I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it)

I made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it)

I bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend)

This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want)

This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want)

[Jay Rock:]

And it's like that, lil' bitch

MVP, I get no sleep

No, I don't like that, lil' bitch

Bust that open, I want that ocean

Yeah that bite back, lil' bitch

Do it bite back, lil' bitch?

Need two life jackets, lil' bitch

I ain't gon' hold you, I ain't gon' press you, never control you

I ain't gon' front you, keep it 100, I don't know you

Boss like Top Dawg, bossed my life up, crossin' over

Stutter steppin', got a Hall of Fame in all my posters

I've been ready, my whip been ready

My bitch been ready, my clique been ready

My shit's been ready, my check's been ready

My shot's on full, that's Armageddon

I got pull, I hope y'all ready

My tank on full, you know, unleaded

I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it

I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it

My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up

My name gon' hold up, my team gon' hold up

My shots gon' fire, my team gon' roll up

Ménage à Trois, my queen gon' roll up

I hope y'all ready, you know I'm ready

I rain all day, you know, confetti

I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it

I gotta go get it, I gotta go get it, skrrt

[Future & Kendrick Lamar:]

Miss me with that bullshit (bullshit)

You're not a gang member, you's a tourist (a tourist)

I be blackin' out, I be blackin' out

Bought an '83 Cutlass for the weekend (for the weekend)

I got a hundred thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it)

I made 500 thousand, then I freaked it (then I freaked it)

I put a Rolls Royce on my wrist, oh yeah

Fuck his baby mama tryna sneak diss

I took her to my penthouse, then I freaked it (then I freaked it)

I haven't made my mind up, should I keep it? (should I keep it?)

I got big dog status, it ain't no secret

[Future:]

La di da di da, slob on me knob

Pass me some syrup, fuck me in the car

La di da di da, mothafuck the law

Chitty chitty bang, murder everything

[Jay Rock:]

Bitch, I'm on a roll and I put that on the gang

[Kendrick Lamar:]

Yeah, miss me with that bullshit (bullshit)

You ain't really wild, you a tourist (a tourist)

I be blackin' out with the purist (the purist)

I made a hundred thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it)

I made 500 thou' then I freaked it (I freaked it)

I bought a '87 for the weekend (the weekend)

This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want)

This ain't what you want, this ain't what you want (what you want)

[Part II]

[James Blake:]

Changes

Is you gon' do something?

What you want?

[Kendrick Lamar:]

Red light, green light, red light, green light

Red light, green light, they like, we like

Fast cars, fast money, fast life, fast broads

Egotistic, goin' ballistic, why God?

Born warrior, lookin' for euphoria, but I don't see it

I don't feel it, I'm paraplegic

Tapped in when I'm maxed in

Compound with the MAC 10s and the pumps in the background

I was absent, never OG, standout

I was lackin' everything else but doubt

In the Magnum, holding Magnums with a Magnum

Nigga, ad-lib and I sing out loud

Never had friends, never had ends, never had hope

They was like, "Nope," I was like, "Boo yaow, boo yaow"

Yeah, God

Tee off the day, know we off the, be off the

Eat off your plate, throw me off, I be, "Off ya head"

Well ate, on C4, I'm way off the edge

Fuck integrity, fuck your pedigree

Fuck your feelings, fuck your culture

Fuck your mom, fuck your family, fuck your drive

Fuck your land, fuck your children, fuck your wives

Who am I? Not your father, not your brother

Not your reason, not your future

Not your comfort, not your reverence, not your glory

Not your heaven and not your angel, not your spirit

Not your message, not your freedom

Not your people, not your neighbor

Not your baby, not your equal

Not the title y'all want me under

All hail King Killmonger

Red light, green light, red light, green light

Red light, green light, they like, we like

Fast cars

Last Breath lyrics - Future

(from "Creed" soundtrack)

I was so hardheaded at first

My grandma didn't even believe in me

I kept goin' though

All I can say is I told you

Jewelry at the bank now in the vault

You should've never doubted me

I'ma work 'til my last breath

I'ma hustle 'til my last breath

Yeah, yeah

Yeah you should've never doubted me

The pain and the struggle followed me

My daddy never been there, bothered me

And these cold streets made a man of me

Know a time, it'll come, they doubt me

Had to keep them OGs 'round me

Keep a young, young homie grounded

You never know where your motivation'll come from

We do the most for these broads and pop Chandon

They try to push you aside, you gotta fight some

I had it on the dot and now we ride guns

I want that number one spot, I'm like icon

I got that beast in my eyes, I'm like Tyson

With my heart and my drive, I know I'm righteous

Keep some ice on me, Rocky, Rocky like Balboa

Once you win, win, win you gon' want more

Set a trend, trend, trend, need an encore

I was down on my last when I found myself

I'll be a fighter 'til the end, 'til my last breath

I got angels all around me, yeah, yeah

I got love all around me, yeah, yeah

I'll be a fighter 'til the end, 'til my last breath

I'ma hustle 'til my last breath

I got angels all around me, yeah, yeah

I got love all around me, yeah, yeah

I'll be a fighter 'til the end, 'til my last breath

I'ma hustle 'til my last breath

I came from them quarter waters

Every nigga in my gang unemployed

You fuckin' 'round, you must want a gang war

I got ol' girl, then I transport her

Trappin' is a habit, I got Xans on me

I'm hotter than a flame, keep the fan on me

Catch me whippin', I'm Hussein with them bands on me

I'ma kill the competition and I'm playin' for keeps

You see water drippin' off me then catch it

I turned nothin' into somethin', now I'm livin'

You neglected me, you know you shouldn't have did that

They was countin' me out, you know you shouldn't have did that

You didn't recognize my drive, shouldn't have did that

Now I'm flyin' every day, I won't get back

I just wanna be the champ for the misfits

And the ones that would say I couldn't do it

I got angels all around me, yeah, yeah

I got love all around me, yeah, yeah

I'll be a fighter 'til the end, 'til my last breath

I'ma hustle 'til my last breath

I got angels all around me, yeah, yeah

I got love all around me, yeah, yeah

I'll be a fighter 'til the end, 'til my last breath

I'ma hustle 'til my last breath

Who knew I would take it to a whole 'nother level

Who knew I've been racin' with a whole 'nother rebel

Shawty wasn't checkin' for me, mama wasn't checkin' for me

I hustle every day just so I can spend a check on you

You my dawg 'til the end, I got so much respect for you

I watched you give up on me, but I never lost faith, did I?

You didn't ever hold me down, then I bought a new safe, didn't I?

Paper plates flushin' in that Wraith, didn't I?

I'm built with a new reputation

Blood, sweat and tears are my new foundation

Obama on my main line, I could run the nation

I got angels all around me, yeah, yeah

I got love all around me, yeah, yeah

I'll be a fighter 'til the end, 'til my last breath

I'ma hustle 'til my last breath

I got angels all around me, yeah, yeah

I got love all around me, yeah, yeah

I'll be a fighter 'til the end, 'til my last breath

I'ma hustle 'til my last breath

I got tears in my eyes

My dreams all I got and I'll die for it

If I love it with a passion, I'ma ride for it

Layover lyrics - Future

Caesar Lee

Yeah

Two sides to every story

Hendrix, Super, The Wizrd

Shawty where you been these days?

Shawty where you been these days?

I ain't talked to shawty in a few days

But you already know, girl I been missin' you

I ain't talked to shawty in a few days

But you already know, girl I been missin' you

Keep some pretty shit at the condo

Got some thick shit on the bed with her legs open

Bitch came through for a few, that's a layover

Bitch came through for a hour, that's a layover

What you been doin'? I been chillin' at the crib, poolside with some pretty-pretty bitches tryna get a tan

Had some Chinese freaks come over to the crib last night just to fuck, [?]

Had them Chinese freaks come over, tried molly, now they wanna ask Shoota "Do we got them Xans?"

Tell me you don't want no parts with this

Tell me you don't want no parts in this

Tell me your heart ain't in this shit

Your heart ain't never been in this shit

Your heart ain't gotta be in this shit

Your heart ain't never been in this shit

I'ma flood some ice on both of my wrists

I'ma flood that ice on both of my wrists

Baby came over, she a new vibe

Baby came over, she a new vibe

Tell me that you ready for the turn up right now like me, just like me

Don't tell me that I fuck you so good, you don't wanna leave, you don't wanna leave

Got a case of Hennessy in the fridge on chill for you

You need to call up some more girls, tryna feel on you

Pretty girls they in my collection, baby don't get caught out there flexin'

And you got that Birk' on your shoulder, and I got them racks, won't fold up

You can't pick a hood don't know us

You can't pick a hood don't know us

You can't go nowhere and they don't know us

You ain't for them lights and the cameras when I roll up

So I fuck your main thing to keep her composure

Rollin' up dodie, and I'm gone off soda

Don't I keep that red drink with me like Piru?

Then I put them solitaries in it, go to Cancun

Fuckin' on the sand, baby they don't understand us

Fuckin' on the sand, baby they don't understand us

Christian Louboutins on your feet when you stand up

Now I'm gettin' fed up, cause tryna bed fuck

Actin' like a nigga don't know she bout a dollar

Actin' like nigga ain't got no models

I'll fuck a pop star at this time here tomorrow

These girls walk around, these strip clubs ours

Goin' out the country, get that dirty money, gotta watch who did the laundry

I gotta get it rainstorm, sleet, or sunny

I gotta chase this mo-fuckin' money

I ain't talked to shawty in a few days

But you already know, girl I been missin' you

I ain't talked to shawty in a few days

But you already know, girl I been missin' you

Keep some pretty shit at the condo

Got some thick shit on the bed with her legs open

Bitch came through for a few, that's a layover

Bitch came through for an hour, that's a layover

What you been doing? I been chillin' at the crib, poolside with some pretty-pretty bitches tryna get a tan

Had some Chinese freaks come over to the crib last night just to fuck, [?]

Had them Chinese freaks come over, tried molly, now they wanna ask Shoota "Do we got them Xans?"

Tell me you don't want no parts with this

Tell me you don't want no parts in this

Tell me your heart ain't in this shit

Your heart ain't never been in this shit

Your heart ain't gotta be in this shit

Your heart ain't never been in this shit

Limoncello lyrics - OG Dayv & Future

(from "Black Panther: Wakanda Forever" soundtrack)

Ooh, ooh, ooh (DTB, that's a slap)

Rich city stunna, big dog, move militant

Cold as the winter, but my chick like the summer get

Hello, limoncello, it's gon' take me to the summit

Mellow with the steez and you know how I'm comin'

I just copped a P of the finest

I'm on a all-green diet, politickin' with suppliers

On a PJ with a wow, oh, I thought it was allowed

Can a player blow it down? Love, I promise it's some loud

Mm, through the smoke clouds (Yeah)

He keep droppin' gems and I stay away from clowns

And I'm really him, I'm in the field, not out of bounds

Chances lookin' slim whenever Dayv come around (Whenever Dayv come around)

Mm, I just grin, I don't grimace (Never)

Features finna cost a couple Ms in a minute

Never been timid (Never), you just inattentive (Yeah)

Stay away from suckers, I keep movin' with intentions (Woo)

Boy, you better tuck her, I maneuver like a menace (Yeah)

Ring-a-ding-ding, either way, she gettin' finished (Finished)

She won't say a thing, either way, it's not my business (Business)

Got her on a string while I'm runnin' up the digits

Rich city stunna, big dog, move militant

Cold as the winter, but my chick like the summer get

Hello, limoncello, it's gon' take me to the summit

Mellow with the steez and you know how I'm comin'

I just copped a P of the finest

I'm on a all-green diet, politickin' with suppliers

On a PJ with a wow, oh, I thought it was allowed

Can a player blow it down? Love, I promise it's some loud

Yeah

Mellow with the steez, cut your body, swiss cheese

Got a girl from overseas, got a girl from overseas, yeah

Ride it like a Kawasaki, money on the outside

Baddies on baddies on baddies like dynamite

Whoa, kemosabe, more drip than Aquafina

Thought it was true love the first time I seen her

Pullin' black foreigns up out a fleet (Out a fleet)

Bought a fleet, ain't been sleep in a week (In a week)

Rich city stunner, I get cold in the summer

I got money so long, lookin' like a phone number

I got money so long, lookin' like a phone number

Gotta move militant, everything legitimate

High definition on my wrist

Five to ten chicks, you ain't livin' like this

You are not a king, you ain't livin' like this

Turn my hood to Wakanda, yeah (Yeah)

Every other day a different city, different time zone

All I think about's money, think my mind's wrong (Go)

Solitaire is brighter than a rhinestone (whoa)

Legendary status, talkin' five-star

Leavin' south of France on my way to Wakanda

Livin' this life as if life wasn't promised

Take my advice and stay far away from drama

Big dog, it come with a price, yeah

Take my advice and stay far away from drama

Big dog, it come with a price, yeah

M&M lyrics - Rvssian & Future (feat. Lil Baby)

[Future:]

Ayo, Rvssian, you're a space cadet with this one

Ay, Rvssian

[Lil Baby:]

I checked my bank account, it was negative

I checked again, I had me some M&Ms

I ain't fuckin' on a ho if she regular

I'm puttin' bad bitches on the schedule

They dropped the sauce, they're mad I leveled up

Shine in the dark, I'm holdin' my Rollies up

I'm from the streets, I got my portfolio

They're talkin' bad, they don't even know me though

I got this game I got from the corner store

Gotta be in it, cannot be on you though

I used to serve for real like a Dominos

I sip the syrup for real, my mama know

Hit from the back, I stand on my tippy toe

Now I'm so smooth, roll through like a finger roll

They'll never understand all this lingo

I get them bricks in like a gringo

Ho hoppin', tote poppin'

Keep a nigga main bitch throat poppin'

Keep the squirrels in the hood like I know Papi

Chop 'em down like I teach karate

My little niggas run up in there like robots

Trap bunkin', I got four spots

Automatic twelve-gauge, that's a door stopper

Catch 'em slippin', we gon' throw 'em out

If it's four of us, we got four choppers

If it's three of us, we got three choppers

Do you get the point? Man, we keep choppers

We gon' fold 'em up like some Reeboks

Turn a Glock .40 to a beat box (Fa-fa-fa-fa-fa-fa, pow-pow-pow-pow-pow)

When it's beef I ain't hear a peep out ya

If they kill me, they're gon' creep 'bout ya

I'm a God in my hood, you can read 'bout it

I put shooters on payroll, I feed goblins

Every nigga around me ain't gon' need nothin'

Fly the homies in town, they're gon' crease somethin'

While I sit back and have me a threesome

Got these old head niggas in their feelings

They're gon' really be mad when I fuck their bitches

I checked my bank account, it was negative

I checked again, I had me some M&Ms

I ain't fuckin' on a ho if she regular

I'm puttin' bad bitches on the schedule

They dropped the sauce, they're mad I leveled up

Shine in the dark, I'm holdin' my Rollies up

I'm from the streets, I got my portfolio

They're talkin' bad, they don't even know me though

I got this game I got from the corner store

Gotta be in it, cannot be on you though

I used to serve for real like a Dominos

I sip the syrup for real, my mama know

Hit from the back, I stand on my tippy toe

Now I'm so smooth, roll through like a finger roll

They'll never understand all this lingo

I get them bricks in like a gringo

[Future:]

In the streets, Pluto bigger than Jigga

Got racks to my ear, nah, I can't hear you

Come to the jeweler, it come to this mula

You might as well call me Godzilla

I got these thotties and hotties, exotics

Exotics got bodies on bodies, what's up?

Real, I'm a rock star but way triller

I fucked on a pop star then hit a stripper

I rock Cavalli, man, fuck bein' modest

Just looked at my arm, that's a new Maserati

I'm overseas on you little bitty shrimps

Somebody country and I'm higher than a blimp

I fucked a rapper bitch and had her starstruck

Man, I damn near should've been a pimp

I put her in them Tom Ford goggles

When she go down to give a nigga lip

I'm over-quoted, I'm worse than Ebola

Coco Chanel, got them straight out the corner

Pitch black, see I'm lit up, baguetty

I slice an average bitch like a machete

Flier than a parachute, never forget it

You niggas some hoes, don't ever forget it

[Lil Baby:]

I checked my bank account, it was negative

I checked again, I had me some M&Ms

I ain't fuckin' on a ho if she regular

I'm puttin' bad bitches on the schedule

They dropped the sauce, they're mad I leveled up

Shine in the dark, I'm holdin' my Rollies up

I'm from the streets, I got my portfolio

They're talkin' bad, they don't even know me though

I got this game I got from the corner store

Gotta be in it, cannot be on you though

I used to serve for real like a Dominos

I sip the syrup for real, my mama know

Hit from the back, I stand on my tippy toe

Now I'm so smooth, roll through like a finger roll

They'll never understand all this lingo

I get them bricks in like a gringo

[Future:]

You know how the niggas comin' 'bout Rvssian

Whole lotta Freebandz, whole lotta money

You know what I'm sayin'?

Whole lotta shottas, don't play with them

Mask Off (Marshmello Remix) lyrics - Future

Call it how it is

Hendrix

I promise, I swear, I swear

You heard, spit it, yo

Percocets, molly, Percocets

Percocets, molly, Percocets

Rep the set, gotta rep the set

Chase a check, never chase a bitch (chase no bitches)

Mask on (off), fuck it, mask off

Mask on (off), fuck it, mask off

Percocets, molly, Percocets

Chase a check, never chase a bitch

Don't chase no bitches

Mask on (off), fuck it, mask off

Mask on (off), fuck it, mask off

Percocets, molly, Percocets

Chase a check, never chase a bitch

Don't chase no bitches

Mask on (off), fuck it, mask off

Mask on (off), fuck it, mask off

Percocets, molly, Percocets

Chase a check, never chase a bitch

Don't chase no bitches

Mask on, fuck it, mask off

Mask on, fuck it, mask off

Fuck it, mask off

Fuck it, mask off

Mask on, fuck it, mask off

Mask on, fuck it, mask off

Fuck it, mask off

Fuck it, mask off

Mask on, fuck it, mask off

Percocets, molly, Percocets

Percocets, molly, Percocets

Rep the set, gotta rep the set

Chase a check, never chase a bitch (chase no bitches)

Mask on (off), fuck it, mask off

Mask on (off), fuck it, mask off

Percocets, molly, Percocets

Chase a check, never chase a bitch

Don't chase no bitches

Mask on (off), fuck it, mask off

Mask on (off), fuck it, mask off

Percocets, molly, Percocets

Chase a check, never chase a bitch

Don't chase no bitches

Mask on (off), fuck it, mask off

Mask on (off), fuck it, mask off

Percocets, molly, Percocets

Chase a check, never chase a bitch

Don't chase no bitches

Mask on, fuck it, mask off

Mask on, fuck it, mask off

Fuck it, mask off

Fuck it, mask off

Mask on, fuck it, mask off

Mask on, fuck it, mask off

Fuck it, mask off

Fuck it, mask off

Mask on, fuck it, mask off

Mbappe (Remix) lyrics - Eladio Carrión & Future

I fuck that bitch with all my diamond chains on, yeah-yeah-yeah

Pluto

I play with the punani with my rings on (Rings on), she came on (She came on), yeah

Four Rollies and two APs, that's how you know my bitch is dyin', dyin', dyin', yeah

Young bad bitch, I just spoil her 'cause she mine, mine, mine

She fuckin' on a lit nigga, fuckin' a rich nigga, yeah (¡Hey!)

Cuatro Rollie, dos AP

Young rich nigga como Mbappé

Young rich nigga, mírame el Patek (Wuh)

Young rich nigga buscándome un check

Carro es foreign y no es Teck

No soy de Medallo, pero estoy blessed (Blessed)

Glock 42 y no es de Sech (Prr)

G el SUV y el jet

Cuatro Rollie, dos AP

Young rich nigga como Mbappé

Young rich nigga, mírame el Patek

Young rich nigga buscándome un check

Carro es foreign y no es Teck (Wuh)

No soy de Medallo, pero estoy blessed (Prr)

Glock 42 y no es de Sech (Prr)

G el SUV y el jet (Grr, ¡pa!)

Vola'o en el G5

Esto e' Louis V, no Levi's (¡Hey!)

Duro en España como Ibai

Tumbando titane' como capitán Levi (Wuh)

Yo tengo esa grasa, ribeye

No los veo, Denzel, Libro 'e Eli (¡No!)

Younger Winchester, DY (Skrrt)

No confío en nadie, solo en mi mai

Yeah, tengo a Biden en la muñeca, esta roleta e' presidencial

Ven a mi madre en la calle, le dicen: "Sol María, wow, ese niño e' especial" (Wuh)

Ella se pasma a vece', pero sabe que solamente le hablan la real (Grr)

En Casa 'e Campo jugando par de hoyo' con Mateo, 'toy tirando pa' par (¡Hey!)

Está cabrón cómo Dios me cuida cuando lo que hago e' pecar (Hey)

Pero Él conoce mi corazón, estamo' claro cristal (¡Blep, blep, blep!)

Hablan de mí y no saben de mí, no me va a afectar (¡Grr!)

Si llevan como tres año' diciendo que van a apretar (Yeah)

Cuatro Rollie, dos AP

Young rich nigga como Mbappé

Young rich nigga, mírame el Patek (Mírame, mírame)

Young rich nigga buscándome un check

Carro es foreign y no es Teck

No soy de Medallo, pero estoy blessed (Blessed)

Glock 42 y no es de Sech (¡Pa!)

G el SUV y el jet (¡Pa, pa!)

Cuatro Rollie, dos AP

Young rich nigga como Mbappé (Young rich, young rich)

Young rich nigga, mírame el Patek

Young rich nigga buscándome un check (Wuh)

Carro es foreign y no es Teck

No soy de Medallo, pero estoy blessed

Glock 42 y no es de Sech (¡Paw, paw, paw, paw!)

G el SUV y el jet

White on white, I don't need a ghost writer

Rolls-Royce snow white (Yeah)

Cap on the Patek, on God for the Rollie, young rich nigga

Pretty the one I adore

Hundreds of thousands or more, I'm spendin' galore

Coppin' new diamonds for sure

Spending new money for sure

680 Maybach for sure

Do what I say, that's for sure

Took margaritas and played by the shore

For the one I adore, ain't takin' shorts

Proud of me, Glock on me, ready for war

Poppin' outside with my goons at the door

Try not to slide, but these niggas some whores

Try to be modest, don't hide every summer

I gave you turtle, Bottega Veneta

Closed down the mall just to shop different levels

Certified stones got certified bezels

Dancin' with the devil, got certified hitters

Smoke you like hookah, come blind you with killers

I need a toxic bitch

'Cause I know the love she gives

That's my toxic twin

Feel like I'm winnin' again

Pluto, yeah, yeah

(Feel like I'm winning again)

Cuatro Rollie, dos AP

Young rich nigga como Mbappé

Young rich nigga, mírame el Patek (Wuh)

Young rich nigga buscándome un check

Carro es foreign y no es Teck

No soy de Medallo, pero estoy blessed (Blessed)

Glock 42 y no es de Sech (Prr)

G el SUV y el jet

Cuatro Rollie, dos AP

Young rich nigga como Mbappé

Young rich nigga, mírame el Patek

Young rich nigga buscándome un check

Carro es foreign y no es Teck (Wuh)

No soy de Medallo, pero estoy blessed (Prr)

Glock 42 y no es de Sech (Prr)

G el SUV y el jet (Grr, ¡pa!)

Mean To Me lyrics - Future (with Lil Durk & Zona Man)

[Future:]

Yea, yea, yea

Freeband Gang, whoa

Future Hendrix

Zona Montana, Zona, Zona

Posted in the hood with some gangsters

Don't be coming around here false claiming

Don't you come around here false claiming

Better not come around here false claiming, yeah yeah

I can show you what that money 'bout

Pull up right now with a 100 shots

I can should show you what that dummy is 'bout

Soon as the dry hit, we dummy out

Shorty she still on the Percocets

Fucking around with them mollies too

Heard you was serving that white girl

We got a line of that dog too

Fuck that little ho, I'm a dog too

Fuck on that ho, I'm a dog too

Fuck that little ho, she a dog too

Fuck that little ho, she a dog you

Fuck that little ho, I'm a dog too

I got that ho on a walk-through

Came over late night and smashed too

Came up with this cash so fast too

Real niggas always in tune with me

Step in the club with them goons with me

I brought some molly and 'shrooms with me

I got the molly and 'shrooms with me

You better squeeze it until it's empty

You better squeeze it until it's empty

You better squeeze it until it's empty

You better squeeze it until it's empty

Count that money then I pass out

I just came from a cash route

Going brazy with the cash flow

Gave that molly to my last ho

Came through with my mask on

Hydroponic and some Styrofoams

Real niggas know the code baby

Still open doors for the old ladies

Wacked off a nigga old lady

'Cause she knew too much 'bout this old paper

Foreign coupes, my transportation

I'm 'a shoot like Radric Davis

I'm going hard for this lifestyle I live

That's how much it means to me

I kept my word with you niggas

Showing you how much you mean to me

I came all way with you niggas

Showing you how much you mean to me

I kept my word with you niggas

Showing you how much you mean to me

[Zona Man:]

FBG, fuck all them extra niggas

Been true to this shit since they blessed a nigga

Got Migos for bricks, they're investing niggas

Stacks up them blocks like it's Tetris nigga

Standing on couches with bloods nigga

Run up on me, I'm 'a show a nigga

Zona finnesser, I eat all these niggas

These niggas is turkey, no beef with these niggas

She love me, she love me, she love me

She love me, she hate me

Got niggas that's waiting on this work

And I hate that they're waiting

One life to live, and I'm living it nigga

All this for my kids and my niggas that with me

Pull up in the hood with them Benzies and Bentlies

Pull up in the hood with them killers they're with me

[Future:]

I'm going hard for this lifestyle I live

That's how much it means to me

I kept my word with you niggas

Showing you how much you mean to me

I'm going hard for this lifestyle I live

That's how much it means to me

I kept my word with you niggas

Showing you how much you mean to me

[Lil Durk:]

Put ten on my head go get a refund

We don't like thirties, we turn up with drums

Pour me up an eight just to get numb

Trap house is booming, for 9 to make bond

Fuck a fake nigga, we call a knockoff

Savage with activas, pull up and go dumb

I'm the only Durk close to a don

But city ain't capitol-murder for none (Chiraq)

Police ass niggas be working for none

Police ass niggas be telling for less

OTF 300, my nigga we blessed

Chop a brick down on a boat, then we mail it

My background nigga, jugg jugg

My cases I caught, was aggravated weapon

Blessing, blessing to be a real nigga

And to be here to tell it yea, yea

Shit ain't been the same, since I lost Nuski

Since I dropped my album it's been a movie

I got the city hating and they wanna do me

I do this shit for Chino and Nuski yea yea yea

[Future:]

Posted in the hood with some gangsters

Don't be coming around here false claiming

Don't you come around here false claiming

Better not come around here false claiming

Mind Blown lyrics - Future (feat. 2 Chainz, Waka Flocka)

[Future:]

Dirty got my mind gone, that money got my my mind blown

Dirty got my mind gone, that money got my my mind blown

Dirty got my mind gone, that money got my my mind blown

Dirty got my mind gone, that money got my my mind blown

That money got my mind blown, money got my mind blown

Money got my mind blown blown blown blown

That money got my mind blown, money got my mind blown

Money got my mind blown blown blown blown

[2 Chainz:]

The feds tapping phones so I talk in codes

The shit jumping out the gym I ain't talking pros

Polo on my drawers, Bentley in my drive way

I was in the trap when you was on MySpace

Money on my mind state, increase the crime rate

Pinky Ring so big you can see it on the blind date

Car game irate, whip parked outside

SS on it and that stands for "South Side"

Outside pulling, deuce and the juices

Two two cups on me, shout out to Houston

We got a problem Houston, they take on style they're boostin'

They're Lame Man, their hoes knew it

They're Lame Man, their hoes knew it

[Future:]

Dirty got my mind gone, that money got my my mind blown

Dirty got my mind gone, that money got my my mind blown

Dirty got my mind gone, that money got my my mind blown

Dirty got my mind gone, that money got my my mind blown

That money got my mind blown, money got my mind blown

Money got my mind blown blown blown blown

That money got my mind blown, money got my mind blown

Money got my mind blown blown blown blown

Future - Billie Jean... Reincarnated

You bitch be too fascinated, with my conversation

Get a load of me, and you hallucinating

I'm hypnotizing ladies I got 'em in the matrix

Switch with the youngs go put the lama, go put your camera

Never blend in 'cause I always stand out

You not came up, brought the swag I got some bands up

Have two cups of dirty, my necklace on the birdy

And I ball for the Hall of Fame - James Worthy!

And I'm drinking on Magic. Why that? Yellow & Purple

You can have a sip, if you getting thirsty

Dirty got my mind gone, that money got my my mind blown

Dirty got my mind gone, that money got my my mind blown

Dirty got my mind gone, that money got my my mind blown

Dirty got my mind gone, that money got my my mind blown

That money got my mind blown, money got my mind blown

Money got my mind blown blown blown blown

That money got my mind blown, money got my mind blown

Money got my mind blown blown blown blown

[Waka Flocka Flame:]

My man gone hard, I go harder

Bust it for me baby girl, do the miss Parker

She super thick, my little college chick

Is she down the kiss another girl she with that freaky shit

Flex, I must admit show my ass like my breaks down when I'm on public

I'll be balling bitch

I'm walking liquid (squad), sixty on my wrist

Hundred on my neck screaming bitch I got that check

Stop playing with 'em, girl back it off

Drop you bands on yo foreheads, stack it up

Waka Flocka hand a VIP that bitch is acting up

Acking up, acking up, acking up, stacking up

Most Beautiful Design lyrics - Coco Jones, London On Da Track & Future

We got London on the track

Yeah, they tryna treat me like I'm not part of the human race

So I went out of space ever since, yeah

They tryna treat me like a womanizer

And I don't wanna be like that, I don't wanna be that way, yeah

A woman to me so amazin', yeah

The most beautiful design God made

Stayed by my side like my road dog

And you always on time, never miss a role call

And I put it to the side like you got no flaws

And I know it'd be a time, I'd say it was your fault, yeah

And I know it'd be a time I'd have to show my scars, yeah

Starin' out the window as I watch the rain fall, yeah

We made love five times a day and thank Allah

I want the world to see my love, it's a promise

Went to Africa, I just touched down from Ghana

Cartier shackles, got my eye on a model

Bought her Pucci, I don't know how I'ma hide

I've been doin' my things I know you gon' be proud of

Inspiration bringin' me millions of dollars

Tryna break it all down to my girl

Went through hell, I walked through the fire

You're attitude get me so depressed

I don't know what to do

Yeah, you make me feel like every day

I got somethin' else I gotta prove

Yeah, they tryna treat me like I'm not part of the human race

So I went out of space ever since, yeah

They tryna treat me like a womanizer

And I don't wanna be like that, I don't wanna be that way, yeah

A woman to me so amazin', yeah

The most beautiful design God made

Stayed by my side like my road dog

And you always on time, never miss a role call

I'm a stay by your side like I'm your piece

Signin' off for you through the death of me

Keep the secrets you share, baby, to bare

Your piece of God, baby, don't you know I'm heaven sent?

Bet I'm not mistreated, that would be a sin, oh

And if you did the consequences daily

I don't listen to what they say about you

Boy, you know I'm all about you

So I know that it's real

When you tell me that you love me

Askin' you over and over again

Askin' you over and over again

Promise we'll always be lovers and friends

Lovers, be lovers and lovers be friends

Yeah, they tryna treat me like I'm not part of the human race

So I went out of space ever since, yeah

They tryna treat me like a womanizer

And I don't wanna be like that, I don't wanna be that way, yeah

A woman to me so amazin', yeah

The most beautiful design God made

Stayed by my side like my road dog

And you always on time, never miss a role call

Motion Picture lyrics - Future

Motion picture, we gon' make a motion picture

Take it off, take it off, take it all off

Take it off, take it off, take it all off

I wanna see you take it all off for me

I can't help but to stare, the way you move your body

And we gon' hit the club and we gon' make a movie

Then after make a motion picture, we gon' make a motion picture

Don't worry 'bout the rumors girl it's not what you think

Wanna turn you to a star in this motion pic with me

We gon' start off in the club and have some drinks and when we leave

We gon' make a motion picture, we gon' make a motion picture

We gon' hit the club and we gon' go through VIP

We gon' drink rosé all night and sip on bubbly

We gon' toast it up and roll it up, just you and me

We gon' be the best of friends, don't care 'bout nobody

Whenever we hit the scene we always step out fresh and clean

No matter who in the club, it's all 'bout you and me

We cherish every moment that we spend in this movie

I'm'a cherish every moment that I spend in this movie

Yeah, yeah

The way you move your body

We gon' make a motion picture after this party

We gon' start out own movie, don't invite nobody

And for this next scene, this all I wanna see

I wanna see you take it all off for me

I can't help but to stare, the way you move your body

And we gon' hit the club and we gon' make a movie

Then after make a motion picture, we gon' make a motion picture

Don't worry 'bout the rumors girl it's not what you think

Wanna turn you to a star in this motion pic with me

We gon' start off in the club and have some drinks and when we leave

We gon' make a motion picture, we gon' make a motion picture

We wasted in the club, we done got pass tipsy

Just me and you together, I swear I'm living out a dream

We like your favorite song when it come on, try my best to make you scream

The way you move your body, girl I want you on my team

I like the way you make me feel when we step out on the scene

You make me feel like nothing else don't matter, you a queen

It's time to make a motion picture, I'm'a be your king

And how did I get off, I'm'a turn you to a fiend

Yeah, yeah

The way you move your body

You can make a married man leave his wifey

We had to make a motion picture after that party

Girl, on this next scene, this all I wanna see

I wanna see you take it all off for me

I can't help but to stare, the way you move your body

And we gon' hit the club and we gon' make a movie

Then after make a motion picture, we gon' make a motion picture

Don't worry 'bout the rumors girl it's not what you think

Wanna turn you to a star in this motion pic with me

We gon' start off in the club and have some drinks and when we leave

We gon' make a motion picture, we gon' make a motion picture

Don't you listen to the rumors

They gon' hurt you like a tumor

In a room full of crowded people

Girl you is all I see

I wanna see you take it off, take it off, take it all off

We can go to the club, have a ball off

I wanna see you take it off, take it off, take it all off

Take it off, take it off

I wanna see you take it all off for me

I can't help but to stare, the way you move your body

And we gon' hit the club and we gon' make a movie

Then after make a motion picture, we gon' make a motion picture

Don't worry 'bout the rumors girl it's not what you think

Wanna turn you to a star in this motion pic with me

We gon' start off in the club and have some drinks and when we leave

We gon' make a motion picture, we gon' make a motion picture

My Name Hold Weight lyrics - Future

You get treated like royalty

When you freeband royalty

We got A 1 bitches on the team

It's ain't hard to see my name hold weight

My name hold weight

And they're gon' treat you like a God when you part of my squad

A gang of shooters in my entourage

'Cause my name hold weight

My name hold weight

Feel like I've been here forever

I came in with gun powder on my beater

Already knew you wasn't on my level from yo schedule

Before I settle I chased that cheddar

I wake up every day trying to better myself and all my fellas

Don't never fall out 'bout no bitches she ain't that special

And it ain't all 'bout glamour and glisten 'cause I'm a treasure

I build my name from con to bricks I can change the weather

It was cloudy around my way I grind hard and never settle

Say when it rains it pours and now it's bottles galore

I have done counted so much cans that my hands are sore

We went from rags to riches two thousands pounds a mission

We got ARs everywhere them hundred round biscuits

You get treated like royalty

When you freeband royalty

We got A 1 bitches on the team

It's ain't hard to see my name hold weight

My name hold weight

And they're gon' treat you like a God when you part of my squad

A gang of shooters in my entourage

'Cause my name hold weight

My name hold weight

My name hold weight

I've been sleeping on Grandma floor nigga

With my blow nigga

I had to say fuck my hoe nigga and the rest of these hoes nigga

I'm TTGG trained to go get it

Freebandz I'm too committed I cap a A 1 vision

Ain't always made the best decisions

But I ain't saving no pigeons I'm 'a turn it up a notch for my team

Gallon of drink when we lean we got ice we got cream

We got a couple girl with us that you've seen in magazines

Covered all the ground work with from working off them beams

You be salute to the hood of Mexico and that's king

And I'm balling like Kareem but the game ain't what it seem

I got to go hard by all means

I go berserk by all means

Fuck you lames fuck the fame 'cause I'm living out my dream

You get treated like royalty

When you freeband royalty

We got A 1 bitches on the team

It's ain't hard to see my name hold weight

My name hold weight

And they're gon' treat you like a God when you part of my squad

A gang of shooters in my entourage

'Cause my name hold weight

My name hold weight

My name hold weight

NASA lyrics - Future (feat. French Montana)

[Future (Ginuwine):]

Esco

(Someone who knows how to ride)

Super

Lurk all over and through you baby

Yeah

(Let's do it, let's do it)

[Future {French Montana}:]

Medusa mink rugs on the plugs with the juice baby

Heating up the pool and it's wintertime, blood, baby

Really big wrist, 20 karat no Fugazi

Sitting court-side bet 100 on LeBron, baby (100 on LeBron baby)

Someone who knows how to ride

I been doing numbers in the jungle with' the savages

I'm 'a put in work until that time and leave my legacy

I been making moves you can't infiltrate my embassy

Someone who knows how to ride

Never go against 'em never go against the fam'

It ain't incidental why you do it for the 'gram

You can't see the work I'm putting in while I'm praying

If you can see the vision you won't never understand

Someone who knows how to ride

I'm tryna count this money

Without even falling off

Put you outta commission ain't no time for no credits {ay, ay}

{Ain't no time for no credits}

[French Montana:]

Hope, when it hit the fan you gon' lie for me

Hope, every time you see me win you gon' smile for me

I buy the whole dealer if you run a mile for me

Crocodile bags never turn your tears crocodile for me (roll-up)

Fuck her when my nerves turn super poles

Now I couldn't dodge the box every time I saw her

She mad I had to leave her for the paper and I know it

Took her to the hill with German shepherd with the foreign car

Shorty gotta man but fuck me like a porn star (oh, ooh)

Get me in the mood everything to gain nothing to lose (ay, ay, aye)

Oh-ooh, baby

[Ginuwine:]

Someone who knows how to ride

Without even falling off

Lurk all over and through you baby

Let's do it, let's do it

Someone who knows how to ride

Without even falling off

Lurk all over and through you baby

Let's do it, let's do it

Someone who knows how to ride

Without even falling off

Lurk all over and through you baby

Let's do it, let's do it

News Or Somthn lyrics - Future

You know how we be rocking, ya heard

Bright light shining all bright on the Bentley

Work the Cadillac, panoramic, no panties

Old school Chevy '55 granddaddy

Gotta throw some salt on it, 'cause you know I'm getting at it

Throw the fork on it, then put it in traffic

Throw the sauce on it, got it flying out of Dallas

Hope you didn't do it to yourself, that's tragic

Hope you didn't throw away what we established

Hope you wouldn't turn your back on your family

The way a nigga look 'round here, they'll back-stab you

Word from your motherfuckin' brother, young nigga

I just wanna see you happy, I just wanna see you happy

Comin' through the cut, like a known Grim Reaper

'Bout to get it straight finessed, tryna get a little cheaper

Hold on to that clip, like a doped up needle

Girl hang on that strip with a four Desert Eagle

Known to put a bad little bitch in some red bottoms

Ay, where ya mans at? Heard that the feds got 'em

I seen you cruise the Land Rover through the west side

Gold Rolex, better check your peripheral

It's a full moon in the middle of the day

Got them wolves out, rock a little Cartier

Got the trap jammed packed like The Masquerade

Know a few real ones ain't gon' see their next birthday

Tell them young niggas grind 'fore you gon' knock someone down, if they're gon' shoot, then shoot something

We better hear 'bout this shit on the news or somethin'

We better hear 'bout this shit on the news or somethin'

Man down over yonder, young came through holdin' on the cane like a drummer

They done took a boss out, nigga, no wonder

Niggas gettin' crossed out, nigga, no wonder

Hoes gettin' X'd out and we on ganja

The police wanna talk, but we won't say nothin'

True to these clips, niggas won't say nothin'

Niggas true to these clips, niggas won't say nothin'

Had the Parkay jumpin' out the Pyrex

High definition glass on my pinky finger

Niggas swimmin' in the water, no paddle

Niggas trying to walk in my shadow

The bird on the bezel, I'm a well known rebel

Told the young nigga, "Freebandz, Roc-A-Fella"

Told a young nigga, "Freebandz, Roc-A-Fella"

You can turn this off and I can kick it acappella

We work the Front Street, where Mama said, "Don't go," we went there

Trap house embalmed with that crack, then we went there

Shorty don't fuck with these folks, these niggas be tellin' these days, be tellin' these days

Known to put a bad little bitch in some red bottoms

Ay, where ya mans at? Heard that the feds got 'em

I seen you cruise the Land Rover through the west side

Gold Rolex, better check your peripheral

It's a full moon in the middle of the day

Got them wolves out, rock a little Cartier

Got the trap jammed packed like The Masquerade

Know a few real ones ain't gon' see their next birthday

Tell them young niggas grind 'fore you gon' knock someone down, if they're gon' shoot, then shoot something

We better hear 'bout this shit on the news or somethin'

We better hear 'bout this shit on the news or somethin'

Man down over yonder, young came through holdin' on the cane like a drummer

They done took a boss out, nigga, no wonder

Niggas gettin' crossed out, nigga, no wonder

Hoes gettin' X'd out and we on ganja

The police wanna talk, but we won't say nothin'

True to these clips, niggas won't say nothin'

Niggas true to these clips, niggas won't say nothin'

Niggas true to these clips, niggas won't say nothin'

Known to put a bad little bitch in some red bottoms

Ay, where ya mans at? Heard that the feds got 'em

I seen you cruise the Land Rover through the west side

Gold Rolex, better check your peripheral

It's a full moon in the middle of the day

Got them wolves out, rock a little Cartier

Got the trap jammed packed like The Masquerade

Know a few real ones ain't gon' see their next birthday

Future other songs:

 

No Love lyrics - Future

Done ran along to the club

Trying to leave a nigga for nothing

I used to see me as your husband

Even though I'm out here thugging

I'm missing all your touching

I ain't fell in love with no pussy

I ain't fell in love with no pussy

Done ran all through the club

Trying to leave a nigga for nothing

I used to see me as your husband

Even though I'm out here thugging

I'm missing all your touching

Ain't never fell in love with pussy

Ain't fell in love with no pussy

You want all my money

You want all my fame

You want to run to the club

Trying to fuck up my name

I ain't never been dishonorable

I took a chance on you

I even took you 'round my homies

Something I never do

I'm drinking and flashing a Rollie

Either you stay or you're going

I am never going to talk shit

But from the beginning, I knew I could afford it

Here, carry my .40

And you thought I would... oh, baby

I ain't fell in love with no pussy

Ain't fell in love with no pussy

Done ran off to the club

Trying to leave a nigga for nothing

I used to see me as your husband

Even though I'm out here thugging

I'm missing all your touching

Ain't never fell in love with pussy

Ain't fell in love with no pussy

Fuck you on your back

Fuck you laying over

Fuck you just like that

Fuck you in the car

Fuck you in the club

Fuck you in the studio

Never made love

Fuck you on your knees

Fuck you in the butt

Fuck you when you're drunk

Fuck you, beat it up

Just fuck you everywhere

Fuck you everywhere

Fuck you from the back

Fuck you, pull your hair

Fuck you and choke you

Fuck you like a teen

Fuck you like a king

Fuck you like a queen

Fuck you like a star

Fuck you like celebrity

Fuck you like I'm rich

Fuck you like I'm broke

I ain't fell in love with no pussy

Ain't fell in love with no pussy

Done ran off to the club

Trying to leave a nigga for nothing

I used to see me as your husband

Even though I'm out here thugging

I'm missing all your touching

Ain't never fell in love with pussy

Ain't fell in love with no pussy

Nobody Special lyrics - Hotboii & Future

If you stand for nothing, you'll fall for anything

I once said I love her, I told her anything

No you don't deserve a Birkin, not even a chunk of change

I break hearts, I'm a problem, we don't want the fame

Shawty pressure but I would never run her way

No, nobody special, I feel all these girls the same

That talking shit be extra I thought you knew for what you came

And if you don't then next one still gon' make me come the same

I'm just fucking on Alexis reminding me of whatshername

But don't ride me like a Tesla but I drove up left them hoes insane

Kayla gripping on my necklace and fucking let her wedding change

This ain't her ex, I got her nigga, we still be fuckin', I won't ever break

Trying do shit alone but the way she throw it can't make no better babe

Type of wet when I had it in days make me go meditate

Talk bout tz tz oh that poo poo stank, stanky little bitch come up my way

It's ironic Tisha suck me in the yo and she on my hook today

Tati couldn't even get my dick hard but wanted a dinner date

I got a cougar bitch so classy I only wanna fuck her in a Wraith

Lil Barbie she got track speed, I had to grip her legs

And then I kicked her out then helped her leave I grabbed that bitch the rake

If you stand for nothing, you'll fall for anything

I once said I love her, I told her anything

No you don't deserve a Birkin, not even a chunk of change

I break hearts, I'm a problem, she still wanna stay

Shawty pressure but I would never ride her way

You nobody special, I feel all these girls the same

Talking shit be extra I thought you knew for what you came

And if you don't then next one still gon' make me come the same

Bitch slime

You the type to give a wet freak a big slime

Heard you buss down AP big slime

She twin two turned 23 bitch slime

Boss that bitch up TTG big slime

Imma put red diamonds on my bitch big slime

Came out the field with this drip bitch slime

Twin have her taking on her trip big slime

Paid a big price for that twat bitch slime

Ain't loving no hoes slime her out big slime

Have different flavored bitches at my house big slime

She gon take my dick out put it right in her mouth

Just to fuck it and I give her clout

If you stand for nothing, you'll fall for anything

I once said I love her, I told her anything

No you don't deserve a Birkin, not even a chunk of change

I break hearts, I'm a problem we don't want the fame

Shawty pressure but I would never run her way

No, nobody special, I feel all these girls the same

That talking shit be extra I thought you knew for what you came

And if you don't then next one still gon' make me come the same

I know I'm toxic bae I'm sorry

If I break your heart go to the ER

If I break your heart go to the ER

I know I'm toxic bae I'm sorry

If I break your heart go to the ER

If I break your heart go to the ER

Os lyrics - Future

Ear Drummers

My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda

Mike Will made it

My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda

My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda

My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda

My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda

My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda

My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda

You think it's cheaper to keep her

You think it's cheaper to keep her

I ride with dope like it's legal

My niggas strapped with Osama

My niggas strapped with Osama

My niggas strapped with Osama

My niggas strapped with Osama

The young niggas strapped with Osama

The young niggas strapped with Osama

The strap niggas strapped with Osama

The young niggas strapped with the rra-rra

You niggas ain't nothin' but bitch niggas

You niggas ain't nothin' but snitch niggas

You niggas ain't nothin' but hoe niggas

You niggas ain't nothin' but broke niggas

Wanna come around, act like you don't know niggas

I'ma let the .44 kiss ya, I'ma let my bottom hoe hit ya

I be hangin' 'round some toe-taggers

Had ya smellin' like some clam chowder

Transport 'em like a space pilot

I got bands on me, ain't got no wallet

I got Xans on me, I got plenty molly

Got some young niggas and they're suicidal

Got my young nigga that's my mulignane

Hit ya with the nickel fuck a snow bunny

Hit ya with the nickel have ya soul runnin'

I just walk around with a check

She just fucked my friend for a check

I know money mean everything to you baby

But you gotta have respect

My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda

You think it's cheaper to keep her

You think it's cheaper to keep her

I ride with dope like it's legal

My niggas strapped with Osama

My niggas strapped with Osama

My niggas strapped with Osama

My niggas strapped with Osama

The young niggas strapped with Osama

The young niggas strapped with Osama

The strap niggas strapped with Osama

The young niggas strapped with the rrra-rrra

I'm strapped like Osama, my pocket got llamas

I'm fresh in Balmains

I trapped out the hummers, say fuck all that drama

I'm bustin' ya brain

Ain't trustin' you bitches, ain't trustin' these bitches

They're fuckin' for fame

Ain't no love for your niggas, no love for these bitches

No love in this game

Used to steal at the store, used to skip out of school

Nigga jump on the train

I go fuck on your hoe, nigga fuck being broke

I got money I'm made

I go stand on that corner, won't never afraid

I was never afraid

I go hit up a lick, I go jugg off a brick

I got money to make

I got ways to get paid

I get straight to that check, I was crazy depressed

I get money I'm fresh

You didn't know I was stressed, you my nigga for life

My niggas ride like Al-Qaeda

You think it's cheaper to keep her

You think it's cheaper to keep her

I ride with dope like it's legal

My niggas strapped with Osama

My niggas strapped with Osama

My niggas strapped with Osama

My niggas strapped with Osama

The young niggas strapped with Osama

The young niggas strapped with Osama

The strap niggas strapped with Osama

The young niggas strapped with the rra-rra

Paparazzi lyrics - Future

Paparazzi catching me with the shits

Paparazzi catching me with the shits

Jack boy tryna catch me without my stick, hey

Paparazzi catching me with the shits

Paparazzi catching me with the shits

Paparazzi catching me with the shits

Paparazzi catching me with the shits

Dab-dab, dab young nigga dab, dab young nigga dab

Dab young nigga dab, dab young nigga dab

Dab young nigga dab, dab young nigga dab

Paparazzi catching me with the shits

Paparazzi catching me with the shits

Paparazzi catching me with the shits, woah

Paparazzi catching me with the shits, woah

Paparazzi catching me with the shits, woah

Paparazzi catching me with the shits, woah

Bad man tryna catch me with the shits

Bad bitch tryna catch me with the shits

Bet you niggas don't catch me with the stick

Bet you niggas won't catch me with the stick

Paparazzi tryna catch me with this bitch

Paparazzi snappin' flicks with the shits

Told you young niggas I was with the shits

Tried to tell you bitches I was with the shits

Got a bitch with the bitch with the shits

Fucked the bitch with my bitch, that's the shit

Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits

Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits

Jack boy you gon' catch me with my stick

Jack boy you gon' catch me with that stick

[?] tryna catch me with the shits

Dab young nigga dab, dab young nigga dab, dab

Dab young nigga dab, dab young nigga dab, dab

Dab young nigga dab, dab young nigga dab, dab

Dab-dab, dab-dab, 100 times

Dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab

Dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab

Dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab

100 times, dab, 100 times, dab

100 times, dab, 100 times, dab

Dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab

Dab, dab, dab, dab, dab, dab

Dab down the street, dab down the street

Watch 'em dab down the street

Watch 'em dab down the street

I'm 'a dab down the strip

Dab-dab, 100 times dab

100 times dab on a bitch, dab-dab

Dab on a bitch, dab on the clique

Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits

Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits

Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits

Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits

Paparazzi tryna catch young migo with the shits

Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits

Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits

Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits

Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits

Paparazzi tryna catch me with the shits

Fell asleep in the bitch on a Xan

Fell asleep in her pussy on a Xan

Fell asleep in her pussy on a Xan

Fell asleep in her pussy on a Perc

I fell asleep in her pussy on a pain pill

Fell asleep in her pussy on a Xan, tired

Fell asleep in her pussy on a Xan, tired

Fell asleep in her pussy on a Perc, tired

Fell asleep in her pussy on the lean, I'm wired

Fell asleep in her pussy on a Xan, I'm tired

Fell asleep in her pussy on the lean, I'm drinkin'

Fell asleep in her pussy on the lean, drinkin'

Fell asleep in her pussy on a Xan

Fell asleep in her pussy on a Xan, snorin'

Payback lyrics - Juicy J (with Kevin Gates, Future, Sage The Gemini)

(from "Furious 7" soundtrack)

I know something you don't

That's me coming for you

You want war

We got war

We just wanna warn you

I know something you don't

That's me coming for you

You want war

We got war

We just wanna warn you

War for war

Bodies that hit the ground

You ready for us

'Cause it's bout to go down

Push 'em to the left

Push 'em to the right

Load the choppers up

Hit 'em on sight

Never turning back

I've done been to hell and back

Me, running out of guns?

No, never heard of that

I ain't never ran from a gunfight

This is you and me

Mano y Mano

You damn right

Don't act like you don't know

Know what I came for

Too late to turn back

This is the payback

You take one, I take one

You can't hide, you can't run

Too late to turn back

This is the payback

Respiratory beggin' for relief

I don't let 'em breathe

Goin' hard, I'm my own boss

Many ain't believe it

A feeling not an item

Appearing up out of thin air

Conquer everything that's in front of me

Now they under me

Rush to lead and respond

They strayed away, how a tunnel be

Took a leap of faith

Bungee cord about to give out

Nowadays whatever you say you gotta live out

Altitude have a parachute failure, we got a problem

Grow a set of wings or die when you hit the bottom

Never prayed to God, but never too late to try Him

Shots fired, Allen Iverson in the league

They say I ball hog and I'm not a part of the team

Breadwinner with these winners, built the regime

Taliban weapon in hand, kill everything

Amphetamines all for the state of a better means

I'm beautiful but known for the dope like Medellin

Don't act like you don't know

Know what I came for

Too late to turn back

This is the payback

You take one, I take one

You can't hide, you can't run

Too late to turn back

This is the payback

Don't act like you don't know

Know what I came for

Too late to turn back

This is the payback

You take one, I take one

You can't hide, you can't run

Too late to turn back

This is the payback

Dress in all black like a funeral

Murder, homicide wanna ride get residuals

Layin' on fire for residuals

365 when I grind for residuals

45 Magnum in the van wit him

Ratta tatta tat I let the blam hit them

I scream fuck the whole world and put a bomb in it

Finger on the trigger, tryna put my whole arm in it

I just want revenge, I just want revenge

We get it poppin' everyday

They took away my happiness

They try to take my head away

Don't act like you don't know

Know what I came for

Too late to turn back

This is the payback

You take one, I take one

You can't hide, you can't run

Too late to turn back

This is the payback

Don't act like you don't know

Know what I came for

Too late to turn back

This is the payback

You take one, I take one

You can't hide, you can't run

Too late to turn back

This is the payback

Perkies lyrics - Future

Pluto!

Yea. Yea

I don't play no games, nigga no facade

I got every car you want in my garage

She gotta fattie on her like Nicki Minaj

I copped a car and then I fucked her 'cause I'm naught

(Yea nigga)

I was ridin' 'round my hood with narcotics (Yea nigga)

I got 36 ounces in my pocket

I'm saucin' yea I'm hard to kill I got these mils yea

I took the gang off the planes and jumped on Leers, yea

I told the jeweler, told my niggas this our year yea

Zona stacked his first mil I'm so proud yea

Metro spent 3 on a crib he so out here

Ain't no sauce, ain't no loss, plenty more sauce, oou!

Push to start, man fuck them narcs, we take off

I got activis, color Randy Moss

30 chains on, ten rings on

Zona stacked his first mil, told ya I'm proud of him

Poppin' them seals, in Beverly Hills

My clarity clear (yea yea)

My diamonds are real (let's go)

Serve you some whip

Then take me a trip

I rap over scores, like it's a gift

It came with a stem

A thousand-one grand

I left in a Rari

Came back in a Lamb

I'm truly excited

My niggas get money (I'm that nigga)

Stash in the walls

All one hundreds

The coupe got frog eyes

I'll get ya hog tied

I know when one ride

Nigga we all slide

I'm trying to keep it so real with you

We kinda pulled off a miracle

We need some fresh new material

'Cause niggas ain't got nothing to live for

You can't be throwin' up money

Then goonin'

I'll keep it all the way real with you

I love to see when my niggas get money

I'ma keep it all the way real with you

Whole lot of loyalty, love, and honor

We gonna be hard to deal with

If you gotta put a hit out on your honor

Just know, nigga I'm still with you

Left, right wrist glowin

I can't keep it no more real with you

I keep codeine pourin'

Let me pop a pill with you

My young nigga locked behind the bars

I was trappin' first, then made myself a star

Baking Soda, cocaina on your heinous

Fuck being neutral, I'm exclusive

You can't find us

Cuban links, dipped in diamonds

Change the climate

That molly exclusive

Fuck yo bitch, 'cause she basic

I catch you hatin'

I'ma stab you up, like Jason

We got drug relations

Can't hear our conversations

We do home invasions

But that's just on occasions

Know what they do to snitches

When they sign them papers

Heard they found yo momma

But I din't tell 'em, "Rape her."

Rather have my dogs with me

Than have them in the cages

Make you get all of this pain

To feel the rock and cradle

Cut it off you fucking snake

You motherfucking traitors

My words will have you devastated but how can you blame us

You need to be decapitated boy you tried to play us

I'm having evil thoughts about you, better come and pay up

I'll pop a Desert Eagle at ya, ain't no one can save ya

Check my AP, I'm so loaded

Fuck yo bitch, she so bogus

My lil bitches yea

I buy them Rollies

Fuck yo clique, fuck yo OG

Stuff my blunts, three grams of OG

Shake 'em off, can't let you hold me

I came to stunt so hard on you, call the police

She swiped the cards, I fucked her with my brothers

A pound of OG, I smoke it I ain't sell it

I know some felons, take furs and melons

Buss down the prezi

Bussin' down a prezi

I hit the gas

Black ski mask

Stop acting

Going Bentley spazzing

Good addys, I can buy your baby daddy

Blatt, blatt, blatt

You don't want no static