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 - Pluto Album Lyrics
Future - Pluto Lyrics
Writer: MICHAEL PATTERSON, NAYVADIUS WILBURN, RUBEN LEMONT BAILEY
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, MISSING LINK MUSIC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, MISSING LINK MUSIC
Parachute
Check out how she holler, somebody ought to tell her
Her ass got a voice, and she sing acapella
I could be the music, pumping in the background
I could make her lose it, and find it in shy town
Hump of America, legs so tall
I stepped out America, call it awol
Bitch, I'm a go getter, that's hooks forever
Know you heard that 12 Play, that hooks forever!
Need a parachute 'cause I'm falling for the pussy
Need a flashlight 'cause I'm deep up in that pussy
I've been round here, better look round here
Young fellow, they call me king around here!
And now I got my voice reminiscent around here
I'm the shit y'all niggas just smell around here
Got them chicks flipping for me, best friends kissing for me
Hey, 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
Falling (for you), falling (for you)
Falling for you, falling
I think I need a ppppp (oh oh)
I think I need a ppppp (oh oh)
I think I need a parachute!
I think I need a parachute!
'Cause I'm going dddd down
Jumping down, getting lower
I like your legs, the way you move
You know your lesson, I don't mess
You no fetch a million
I'm falling for your head, I wanna see you blow!
I'm falling over the edge, and need a vocal coach!
I'm a skywalker , NASA, five, four, three, two, one
I'm about to blastoff
Space rocket, we're out of here
You complement my mojo
You're stroking on my ego
You wanna go to Pluto, and make movies every day of your life
Something about them lashes, girl
That really compliments your eyes
It's something about them fishnets, girl
That's hugging, yet revealing your thighs
Is got me falling (for you)
Falling (for you), falling (for you)
Falling for you, falling
I think I need a ppppp (oh oh)
I think I need a ppppp (oh oh)
I think I need a parachute!
I think I need a parachute!
'Cause I'm going dddd down
Jumping down, getting lower
Come back, come back, come back, come back
Anda, anda, anda, anda, andale!
You got me wishing I speak Spanish
You got me feeling real madness
I'm about to turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
We set the roof on fire, it's about to burn up
Winding, winding, winding, didn't I see you grinding
Over night, one night with me, now we shining!
I got your attitude in Venus
I got you begging to catch my semen
Bravo, bravo, bravo, you deserve a bravo!
Yeah you're brighter than a pilot - Auto
Something about them lashes, girl
That really compliments your eyes
It's something about them fishnets, girl
That's hugging, yet revealing your thighs
Is got me falling (for you)
Falling (for you), falling (for you)
Falling for you, falling
I think I need a ppppp (oh oh)
I think I need a ppppp (oh oh)
I think I need a parachute!
I think I need a parachute!
'Cause I'm going dddd down
Jumping down, getting lower
Her ass got a voice, and she sing acapella
I could be the music, pumping in the background
I could make her lose it, and find it in shy town
Hump of America, legs so tall
I stepped out America, call it awol
Bitch, I'm a go getter, that's hooks forever
Know you heard that 12 Play, that hooks forever!
Need a parachute 'cause I'm falling for the pussy
Need a flashlight 'cause I'm deep up in that pussy
I've been round here, better look round here
Young fellow, they call me king around here!
And now I got my voice reminiscent around here
I'm the shit y'all niggas just smell around here
Got them chicks flipping for me, best friends kissing for me
Hey, 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
Falling (for you), falling (for you)
Falling for you, falling
I think I need a ppppp (oh oh)
I think I need a ppppp (oh oh)
I think I need a parachute!
I think I need a parachute!
'Cause I'm going dddd down
Jumping down, getting lower
I like your legs, the way you move
You know your lesson, I don't mess
You no fetch a million
I'm falling for your head, I wanna see you blow!
I'm falling over the edge, and need a vocal coach!
I'm a skywalker , NASA, five, four, three, two, one
I'm about to blastoff
Space rocket, we're out of here
You complement my mojo
You're stroking on my ego
You wanna go to Pluto, and make movies every day of your life
Something about them lashes, girl
That really compliments your eyes
It's something about them fishnets, girl
That's hugging, yet revealing your thighs
Is got me falling (for you)
Falling (for you), falling (for you)
Falling for you, falling
I think I need a ppppp (oh oh)
I think I need a ppppp (oh oh)
I think I need a parachute!
I think I need a parachute!
'Cause I'm going dddd down
Jumping down, getting lower
Come back, come back, come back, come back
Anda, anda, anda, anda, andale!
You got me wishing I speak Spanish
You got me feeling real madness
I'm about to turn up, turn up, turn up, turn up
We set the roof on fire, it's about to burn up
Winding, winding, winding, didn't I see you grinding
Over night, one night with me, now we shining!
I got your attitude in Venus
I got you begging to catch my semen
Bravo, bravo, bravo, you deserve a bravo!
Yeah you're brighter than a pilot - Auto
Something about them lashes, girl
That really compliments your eyes
It's something about them fishnets, girl
That's hugging, yet revealing your thighs
Is got me falling (for you)
Falling (for you), falling (for you)
Falling for you, falling
I think I need a ppppp (oh oh)
I think I need a ppppp (oh oh)
I think I need a parachute!
I think I need a parachute!
'Cause I'm going dddd down
Jumping down, getting lower
Writer: NAYVADIUS WILBURN, ROBERT S. KELLY, JOHN BLU, PHARRIS THOMAS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Straight Up
[Hook:]
Grab the Gucci group song like it snorkels, straight up
Big booty freak and she fart, straight up
I'm a whole chief baby boy, straight up
Got bread on the bottom of the shoes, straight up
Got the racks over there with a get go me, straight up
I'm a spaz on you, straight up
Throw some cash on ya, straight up
Bide me with the Leafer like you government goes up, straight up
Baby girl, I drive you, know it gotta be Panamera
[Verse 1:]
A girl I pay, it ain't gon' double land
On top my skrank, cause I run to the Benz
I'm automatic, don't fool around those and
Got those red bottles, full of additives and pens
I'm a hard top, I'm a popular demand
With a penthouse, but care where I'm gonna stand
And I'm coming up with this badass Dominican
Gotta cost over eighty racks for me to go sit in
I'm an astronaut, yes, yes, this I am
I'm a take these coif and cash out on the land
Most of red bottles, Jimmy Choo, are you in?
F*ck the trip call, nigga it ain't no compare
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
I'm a go to Mars (then what?)
Then take the baddest broad
This ain't no façade
G, a natural born star
Emilio (what up?)
Vanity, no pooch
Show more flow
We gonna sleep in Gucci
This ain't trip enough
This how you kick it with a bawse
We blasting off (what?)
Like a rocket with two top
On another level, we put diamonds in our clubs
Keep your head enough
Like a rock star so don't you cause
From another planet
Yeah, yeah, yes I am
I got your baby ma'am and she in love with who I am
Run panoramic, with the turbo boost
And she hoppin' on it like she down with Serous
[Hook]
Grab the Gucci group song like it snorkels, straight up
Big booty freak and she fart, straight up
I'm a whole chief baby boy, straight up
Got bread on the bottom of the shoes, straight up
Got the racks over there with a get go me, straight up
I'm a spaz on you, straight up
Throw some cash on ya, straight up
Bide me with the Leafer like you government goes up, straight up
Baby girl, I drive you, know it gotta be Panamera
[Verse 1:]
A girl I pay, it ain't gon' double land
On top my skrank, cause I run to the Benz
I'm automatic, don't fool around those and
Got those red bottles, full of additives and pens
I'm a hard top, I'm a popular demand
With a penthouse, but care where I'm gonna stand
And I'm coming up with this badass Dominican
Gotta cost over eighty racks for me to go sit in
I'm an astronaut, yes, yes, this I am
I'm a take these coif and cash out on the land
Most of red bottles, Jimmy Choo, are you in?
F*ck the trip call, nigga it ain't no compare
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
I'm a go to Mars (then what?)
Then take the baddest broad
This ain't no façade
G, a natural born star
Emilio (what up?)
Vanity, no pooch
Show more flow
We gonna sleep in Gucci
This ain't trip enough
This how you kick it with a bawse
We blasting off (what?)
Like a rocket with two top
On another level, we put diamonds in our clubs
Keep your head enough
Like a rock star so don't you cause
From another planet
Yeah, yeah, yes I am
I got your baby ma'am and she in love with who I am
Run panoramic, with the turbo boost
And she hoppin' on it like she down with Serous
[Hook]
Writer: BRANDON RACKLEY, JAMES BERNARD JR ROSSER, NAYVADIUS WILBURN, JAMES BERNARD ROSSER, JR, NAYVADIUS DEMUN WILBURN
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Astronaut Chick
Yeaa
What up baby
You a astronaut chick
And that's the only thing that matter to me,
You amaze me on a whole 'nother level,
Me and you we light the room up, when we together
Everytime we havin' sex we gotta break a sweat, 'cause we some space cadets
And we don't wanna go to sleep, 'cause we too obsessed
With the high life,
And we gon' blast up like a rocket when the time right,
And when the time right
And your style is impeccable, you're so f*ckin' incredible
You don't drop off your pedestal, well you shine like a bezel, boo
Saks Fifth Avenue, I'm tryna buy you the avenue
You a astronaut baby, everything we do brand new
More water than Cancun, me and you we some Tycoons
We light up the whole room, we hot in that bedroom
More love than February, this-sh ain't no fairy-tary
The highest level you can go, we blow up to legendary
This outer space lingo, I put it on when it's necessary
You an honor to me, I act along as I treat
I wear my heart on my sleeve, you got my heart in my stomach
Without a doubt in my mind, I'm takin' off and you comin'
You a astronaut chick
And that's the only thing that matter to me,
You amaze me on a whole 'nother level,
Me and you we light the room up, when we together
Everytime we havin' sex we gotta break a sweat, 'cause we some space cadets
And we don't wanna go to sleep, 'cause we too obsessed
With the high life,
And we gon' blast up like a rocket when the time right,
And when the time right
Top floor of the penthouse, on the rooftop poppin' bottles
Shawty she go both ways, anytime she go smash models
Addicted to the high life, me and you we 'bout the same
Gucci, Louis, Prada, when we walk it ain't no thang
Got them VVS diamonds they go bling, them bitches blang
Say you wanna go to Pluto, me and you, we are the same
Baby, tell me you can gutter and she fire to the flame
You remain full of spin like woo ride plane
Take off, take off, take off, take off and blast
? compare to you, you're a whole 'nother class
You high sadiddy and pretty, lights, camera flashing
Focus on ya future and never disturb with the past
You a astronaut chick
And that's the only thing that matter to me,
You amaze me on a whole 'nother level,
Me and you we light the room up, when we together
Everytime we havin' sex we gotta break a sweat, 'cause we some space cadets
And we don't wanna go to sleep, 'cause we too obsessed
With the high life,
And we gon' blast up like a rocket when the time right,
And when the time right
She the red on the bottom of her shoes (On her shoes)
I'm in her brain like I can't lose (I can't lose)
And it ain't nothing for her I can't do
And when I'm with 'er I got nothin' to prove
She accept me for me and I take you for you
We get high as the skies and get past the moon
We got a special connection, and we could light up the room
We some astronauts
Baby, no cartoon, we out of here
And we ain't gonna ever come to earth again,
We Never Go touch the Surf again, designer gear is all we in,
Outerspace status, the most incredible bond and it's full of passion
A whole lot of passion
You a astronaut chick
And that's the only thing that matter to me,
You amaze me on a whole 'nother level,
Me and you we light the room up, when we together
Everytime we havin' sex we gotta break a sweat, 'cause we some space cadets
And we don't wanna go to sleep, 'cause we too obsessed
With the high life,
And we gon' blast up like a rocket when the time right,
And when the time right
What up baby
You a astronaut chick
And that's the only thing that matter to me,
You amaze me on a whole 'nother level,
Me and you we light the room up, when we together
Everytime we havin' sex we gotta break a sweat, 'cause we some space cadets
And we don't wanna go to sleep, 'cause we too obsessed
With the high life,
And we gon' blast up like a rocket when the time right,
And when the time right
And your style is impeccable, you're so f*ckin' incredible
You don't drop off your pedestal, well you shine like a bezel, boo
Saks Fifth Avenue, I'm tryna buy you the avenue
You a astronaut baby, everything we do brand new
More water than Cancun, me and you we some Tycoons
We light up the whole room, we hot in that bedroom
More love than February, this-sh ain't no fairy-tary
The highest level you can go, we blow up to legendary
This outer space lingo, I put it on when it's necessary
You an honor to me, I act along as I treat
I wear my heart on my sleeve, you got my heart in my stomach
Without a doubt in my mind, I'm takin' off and you comin'
You a astronaut chick
And that's the only thing that matter to me,
You amaze me on a whole 'nother level,
Me and you we light the room up, when we together
Everytime we havin' sex we gotta break a sweat, 'cause we some space cadets
And we don't wanna go to sleep, 'cause we too obsessed
With the high life,
And we gon' blast up like a rocket when the time right,
And when the time right
Top floor of the penthouse, on the rooftop poppin' bottles
Shawty she go both ways, anytime she go smash models
Addicted to the high life, me and you we 'bout the same
Gucci, Louis, Prada, when we walk it ain't no thang
Got them VVS diamonds they go bling, them bitches blang
Say you wanna go to Pluto, me and you, we are the same
Baby, tell me you can gutter and she fire to the flame
You remain full of spin like woo ride plane
Take off, take off, take off, take off and blast
? compare to you, you're a whole 'nother class
You high sadiddy and pretty, lights, camera flashing
Focus on ya future and never disturb with the past
You a astronaut chick
And that's the only thing that matter to me,
You amaze me on a whole 'nother level,
Me and you we light the room up, when we together
Everytime we havin' sex we gotta break a sweat, 'cause we some space cadets
And we don't wanna go to sleep, 'cause we too obsessed
With the high life,
And we gon' blast up like a rocket when the time right,
And when the time right
She the red on the bottom of her shoes (On her shoes)
I'm in her brain like I can't lose (I can't lose)
And it ain't nothing for her I can't do
And when I'm with 'er I got nothin' to prove
She accept me for me and I take you for you
We get high as the skies and get past the moon
We got a special connection, and we could light up the room
We some astronauts
Baby, no cartoon, we out of here
And we ain't gonna ever come to earth again,
We Never Go touch the Surf again, designer gear is all we in,
Outerspace status, the most incredible bond and it's full of passion
A whole lot of passion
You a astronaut chick
And that's the only thing that matter to me,
You amaze me on a whole 'nother level,
Me and you we light the room up, when we together
Everytime we havin' sex we gotta break a sweat, 'cause we some space cadets
And we don't wanna go to sleep, 'cause we too obsessed
With the high life,
And we gon' blast up like a rocket when the time right,
And when the time right
Writer: NAYVADIUS WILBURN, WILLIE JEROME BYRD
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Magic (Remix)
Off the top I'm bossed up
You ain't talking money don't talk to us
I'm steady stacking that guac up
Ball harder than you when I'm locked up
You the type of nigga that pop up
When niggas rolling that kush, huh
Got mine growing like grapevines
In the back yard, come look, bruh
I pull up, hop out, bad ho just pop out
Hating nigga better watch out
Still riding with that Glock out
My style so mean til it's hostile
And aggressive dawg, come check your dawg
Spend a couple of mill, no stress at all
Big bank roll, no checks at all
FYI I'm flexing y'all, game A1 professional
You small ball like golf balls
I basketball, go ask your broad
Tell her legs open sesame
Abracadabra she wet for me
Like ta-da, voila, Gucci, Louie, Stravers, Prada
Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving Magic
Two bad bitches and I got 'em out of Magic
The way I made it work, disappear, call it magic
Sipping on the Purple and the Yellow, drinking Magic
Voila, magic, voila, magic, voila, magic, voila, magic
Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving magic
Sipping on the Purple and Yellow, drinking Magic
On my way to Aspen, I forgot to do my taxes
Call up my accountant, he gon' make it do magic
Had to get a driver just to drop me at the airport
Way I smoked the Blunts man I burned 'em up like Newport
Fifty thousand dollars on superstar attire
K.E. and Young Future bringing them fire
All this damn cash make a bitch wanna retire
Gotta drop a half a brick you wanna put me on a flyer
Excuse me but my lingo crazy
See these diamonds ain't none of 'em fugazi
Two bad bitches wanna f*ck me the greatest
AOG in a brand new Mercedes
Turn out the lot I'mma do a 180
For the haters I'mma go ahead do it 360
Drinking on a Sprite got Lean all in it
I'm a astronaut nigga better trust my pimping
Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving Magic
Two bad bitches and I got 'em out of Magic
The way I made it work, disappear, call it magic
Sipping on the Purple and the Yellow, drinking Magic
Voila, magic, voila, magic, voila, magic, voila, magic
Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving magic
Sipping on the Purple and Yellow, drinking Magic
Billionaire boy that's true inspiration
Learn to astronaut kid no such thing as limitation
Flying down 20 in the motherf*cking spaceship
Just left Magic in the motherf*cking basement
Two bitches trailing in a Beemer out of Germany
Got a thing for me, don't want a thing from me
They like my energy, not my Embassy
I know tricks like Criss Angel
I don't trick but I could make you famous
You could disappear from your past life
You'll reappear, no outta sight
I'm Pluto talking, to Jimmy walking, when you walking
I used to be fly but now I'm hawking
I rose on Earth and now I'm satisfied, while I
I stay high, my bitches on they high horse
I double back like two cups
And pull out in that new Porsche
Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving Magic
Two bad bitches and I got 'em out of Magic
The way I made it work, disappear, call it magic
Sipping on the Purple and the Yellow, drinking Magic
Voila, magic, voila, magic, voila, magic, voila, magic
Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving magic
Sipping on the Purple and Yellow, drinking Magic
You ain't talking money don't talk to us
I'm steady stacking that guac up
Ball harder than you when I'm locked up
You the type of nigga that pop up
When niggas rolling that kush, huh
Got mine growing like grapevines
In the back yard, come look, bruh
I pull up, hop out, bad ho just pop out
Hating nigga better watch out
Still riding with that Glock out
My style so mean til it's hostile
And aggressive dawg, come check your dawg
Spend a couple of mill, no stress at all
Big bank roll, no checks at all
FYI I'm flexing y'all, game A1 professional
You small ball like golf balls
I basketball, go ask your broad
Tell her legs open sesame
Abracadabra she wet for me
Like ta-da, voila, Gucci, Louie, Stravers, Prada
Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving Magic
Two bad bitches and I got 'em out of Magic
The way I made it work, disappear, call it magic
Sipping on the Purple and the Yellow, drinking Magic
Voila, magic, voila, magic, voila, magic, voila, magic
Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving magic
Sipping on the Purple and Yellow, drinking Magic
On my way to Aspen, I forgot to do my taxes
Call up my accountant, he gon' make it do magic
Had to get a driver just to drop me at the airport
Way I smoked the Blunts man I burned 'em up like Newport
Fifty thousand dollars on superstar attire
K.E. and Young Future bringing them fire
All this damn cash make a bitch wanna retire
Gotta drop a half a brick you wanna put me on a flyer
Excuse me but my lingo crazy
See these diamonds ain't none of 'em fugazi
Two bad bitches wanna f*ck me the greatest
AOG in a brand new Mercedes
Turn out the lot I'mma do a 180
For the haters I'mma go ahead do it 360
Drinking on a Sprite got Lean all in it
I'm a astronaut nigga better trust my pimping
Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving Magic
Two bad bitches and I got 'em out of Magic
The way I made it work, disappear, call it magic
Sipping on the Purple and the Yellow, drinking Magic
Voila, magic, voila, magic, voila, magic, voila, magic
Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving magic
Sipping on the Purple and Yellow, drinking Magic
Billionaire boy that's true inspiration
Learn to astronaut kid no such thing as limitation
Flying down 20 in the motherf*cking spaceship
Just left Magic in the motherf*cking basement
Two bitches trailing in a Beemer out of Germany
Got a thing for me, don't want a thing from me
They like my energy, not my Embassy
I know tricks like Criss Angel
I don't trick but I could make you famous
You could disappear from your past life
You'll reappear, no outta sight
I'm Pluto talking, to Jimmy walking, when you walking
I used to be fly but now I'm hawking
I rose on Earth and now I'm satisfied, while I
I stay high, my bitches on they high horse
I double back like two cups
And pull out in that new Porsche
Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving Magic
Two bad bitches and I got 'em out of Magic
The way I made it work, disappear, call it magic
Sipping on the Purple and the Yellow, drinking Magic
Voila, magic, voila, magic, voila, magic, voila, magic
Fishtailing out the parking lot leaving magic
Sipping on the Purple and Yellow, drinking Magic
Writer: CLIFFORD HARRIS, NAYVADIUS DEMUN WILBURN, KEVIN ERONDU
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Songtrust Ave, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Im Trippin
Juciy Wad Up
Hey I'm Trippin
Hold On Nigga I'm Trippin
Drunk a Whole Thing Of Lean I'm Trippin
With My Girl Bestfriend I'm Trippin
I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm trippin
With My Girl Bestfriend I'm Trippin
Smoke a Whole Pound Of Green I'm Trippin
Drunk a whole Thing Of Lean I'm Trippin
... I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm trippin
On My Girl Best Friend I'm Trippin
... I'm trippin'
Smoked A Whole Pound Of Weed I'm Trippin Yea Yea
[Verse 1:]
Woke Up Seen A UFO, Last Night I Smoked A Pound Of Dro
Jumped Up And I Poured a Four And I Poured A Four Let's Have A Toast
Swear A Nigga Just Seen A Ghost, That Money Comin In Over Flow
Codeine All In My Sprite, Future Live The Rockstar Life
Astronaut At The Same Time, Gone To Mars At The Same Time
Pluto, Jupiter Same Time, Pick A Planet At The Same Time
I'm Trippin, I Feel Ignorant
Keep Rolling, Keep Sipping, She looking, She with it
My Girl Gonna Have A Fit When She Find Out How Hard I'm Diggin
Her Friend Shit I'm Trippin
But This Is Exactly How I'm Feelin, When I'm High In The Ceilin
Can't Feel My Face, It's Numb, And I Ain't Got No Feelings
And I'm In NASA Blowin Strong, What the F*ck I'm On
[Chorus:]
I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
On My Girl Best Friend I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
Smoke a Whole Pound Of Green I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
Drunk a whole Thing Of Lean I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
... I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
On My Girl Bestfriend I'm Trippin'
... I'm Trippin
Smoked A Whole Pound Of Green I'm Trippin, Yea Yea
[Verse 2:]
I Take Off, I Blast Off, I Razzel, I Gazzel Got...
With Bitches That's Badder, With Asses That's Fatter, You Trip And You Chatter,
I Don't Even Talk So It Don't Even Matter
How High I Get, Over Verses I Spit
I Dirty My Sprite, Put It Down in My...
I'm Going To Space She Wanna Come With Me
The Girls Are Pretty The Night's Are Long
Aye, No Sleeping For us, When We Drinkin...
I Gotta Stay Up, I Took Me A Up
Now I'm Buck As F*ck, I Go Fill My Cup
I Crumble My Kush And Fill My Blunt Up
I'm Close, I'm Chillin, I'm Rollin, I'm Rollin, I'm Put The Place All Into Motion, In Motion
I Grindin And Grind, Keep Going And Going
I'm Blacking Out On Track Like I Don't Know Where I'm At
Talk To Scotty And He Talk Right Back
I'm Diggin Yo Body Yo Ass Really Fat
I'm Loosin My Breath, Astma Attack
I'm so Bizy I Be Gettin Dizzy
When I Get Drunk Juicy I Get Sloppy Pissy
I Blow Good Good In Every City
Countin Money Palms Still Itchy
[Chorus:]
I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
On My Girl Best Friend I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
Smoke a Whole Pound Of Green I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
Drunk a whole Thing Of Lean I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
... I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
On My Girl Bestfriend I'm Trippin'
... I'm Trippin
Smoked A Whole Pound Of Green I'm Trippin, Yea Yea
[Verse 3: Juicy J]
I'm Smokin Presidential, Drankin Yellow This Shit Need A Suit
F*cked Up In The Phantom Like Tony Montana Bitch Let Back The Roof
Your Girl Down On My Head She Gripping The Head Just Like A Wave Cap
And I Get Them Bottles Poppin Juicy J Don't Save Caps
I Can't Match This Kush With You If You Smokein Bagbage
Addicte To The Weed I'm A F*ckin Addict
I'm Smokin Back To Back, Back To Back, Back To Back
I Flip A Stack To Stack, Rack To Rack Ball To The Max
Smokin All This Weed So Geeked Like I Don't Need Lungs
Hate On me, I'm Smokein For Free You Niggas Ain't Got The Funds
And I Keep A Dime Bitch On My Side Plus A Nina
And They Both Will Get You Wet Like Aqua
[Chorus:]
I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
On My Girl Best Friend I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
Smoke a Whole Pound Of Green I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
Drunk a whole Thing Of Lean I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
... I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
On My Girl Bestfriend I'm Trippin'
... I'm Trippin
Smoked A Whole Pound Of Green I'm Trippin, Yea Yea
Hey I'm Trippin
Hold On Nigga I'm Trippin
Drunk a Whole Thing Of Lean I'm Trippin
With My Girl Bestfriend I'm Trippin
I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm trippin
With My Girl Bestfriend I'm Trippin
Smoke a Whole Pound Of Green I'm Trippin
Drunk a whole Thing Of Lean I'm Trippin
... I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm trippin
On My Girl Best Friend I'm Trippin
... I'm trippin'
Smoked A Whole Pound Of Weed I'm Trippin Yea Yea
[Verse 1:]
Woke Up Seen A UFO, Last Night I Smoked A Pound Of Dro
Jumped Up And I Poured a Four And I Poured A Four Let's Have A Toast
Swear A Nigga Just Seen A Ghost, That Money Comin In Over Flow
Codeine All In My Sprite, Future Live The Rockstar Life
Astronaut At The Same Time, Gone To Mars At The Same Time
Pluto, Jupiter Same Time, Pick A Planet At The Same Time
I'm Trippin, I Feel Ignorant
Keep Rolling, Keep Sipping, She looking, She with it
My Girl Gonna Have A Fit When She Find Out How Hard I'm Diggin
Her Friend Shit I'm Trippin
But This Is Exactly How I'm Feelin, When I'm High In The Ceilin
Can't Feel My Face, It's Numb, And I Ain't Got No Feelings
And I'm In NASA Blowin Strong, What the F*ck I'm On
[Chorus:]
I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
On My Girl Best Friend I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
Smoke a Whole Pound Of Green I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
Drunk a whole Thing Of Lean I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
... I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
On My Girl Bestfriend I'm Trippin'
... I'm Trippin
Smoked A Whole Pound Of Green I'm Trippin, Yea Yea
[Verse 2:]
I Take Off, I Blast Off, I Razzel, I Gazzel Got...
With Bitches That's Badder, With Asses That's Fatter, You Trip And You Chatter,
I Don't Even Talk So It Don't Even Matter
How High I Get, Over Verses I Spit
I Dirty My Sprite, Put It Down in My...
I'm Going To Space She Wanna Come With Me
The Girls Are Pretty The Night's Are Long
Aye, No Sleeping For us, When We Drinkin...
I Gotta Stay Up, I Took Me A Up
Now I'm Buck As F*ck, I Go Fill My Cup
I Crumble My Kush And Fill My Blunt Up
I'm Close, I'm Chillin, I'm Rollin, I'm Rollin, I'm Put The Place All Into Motion, In Motion
I Grindin And Grind, Keep Going And Going
I'm Blacking Out On Track Like I Don't Know Where I'm At
Talk To Scotty And He Talk Right Back
I'm Diggin Yo Body Yo Ass Really Fat
I'm Loosin My Breath, Astma Attack
I'm so Bizy I Be Gettin Dizzy
When I Get Drunk Juicy I Get Sloppy Pissy
I Blow Good Good In Every City
Countin Money Palms Still Itchy
[Chorus:]
I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
On My Girl Best Friend I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
Smoke a Whole Pound Of Green I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
Drunk a whole Thing Of Lean I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
... I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
On My Girl Bestfriend I'm Trippin'
... I'm Trippin
Smoked A Whole Pound Of Green I'm Trippin, Yea Yea
[Verse 3: Juicy J]
I'm Smokin Presidential, Drankin Yellow This Shit Need A Suit
F*cked Up In The Phantom Like Tony Montana Bitch Let Back The Roof
Your Girl Down On My Head She Gripping The Head Just Like A Wave Cap
And I Get Them Bottles Poppin Juicy J Don't Save Caps
I Can't Match This Kush With You If You Smokein Bagbage
Addicte To The Weed I'm A F*ckin Addict
I'm Smokin Back To Back, Back To Back, Back To Back
I Flip A Stack To Stack, Rack To Rack Ball To The Max
Smokin All This Weed So Geeked Like I Don't Need Lungs
Hate On me, I'm Smokein For Free You Niggas Ain't Got The Funds
And I Keep A Dime Bitch On My Side Plus A Nina
And They Both Will Get You Wet Like Aqua
[Chorus:]
I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
On My Girl Best Friend I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
Smoke a Whole Pound Of Green I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
Drunk a whole Thing Of Lean I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
... I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin, I'm Trippin
On My Girl Bestfriend I'm Trippin'
... I'm Trippin
Smoked A Whole Pound Of Green I'm Trippin, Yea Yea
Writer: GARY RAFAEL HILL, JORDAN HOUSTON, NAYVADIUS DEMUN WILBURN
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group, BMG Rights Management
Truth Gonna Hurt You
[Intro:]
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
But it sound more fly to ya
I didn't wanna lie to ya
I swear it sound way fly to ya
Cause the truth is gone hurt you
The truth gone hurt you
I swear the truth gonna hurt you
Truth gon' hurt you
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 in this and I run Pluto
I'm a rockstar forever, I need to get my act together
When changin' up the weather, it's so hard to be settle
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, hold nobody
[Hook]
Oh boy, the first class flight
Can'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-sweet-o, to this all we stand
Don't frustrate
I been up late
(Just thinkin' of shxt you know what I mean)
Goin' over my plan
Feel like the second it's in
Too thangs you wouldn't understand
Under the hot light
Sex up in money
Everything we do we do it alway' to the money
I got a trio, tryna suck me up like Tito
Ain't fallin' in lust
You need to trust like I tell you
[Hook]
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
But it sound more fly to ya
I didn't wanna lie to ya
I swear it sound way fly to ya
Cause the truth is gone hurt you
The truth gone hurt you
I swear the truth gonna hurt you
Truth gon' hurt you
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 in this and I run Pluto
I'm a rockstar forever, I need to get my act together
When changin' up the weather, it's so hard to be settle
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, hold nobody
[Hook]
Oh boy, the first class flight
Can'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-sweet-o, to this all we stand
Don't frustrate
I been up late
(Just thinkin' of shxt you know what I mean)
Goin' over my plan
Feel like the second it's in
Too thangs you wouldn't understand
Under the hot light
Sex up in money
Everything we do we do it alway' to the money
I got a trio, tryna suck me up like Tito
Ain't fallin' in lust
You need to trust like I tell you
[Hook]
Writer: NAYVADIUS WILBURN, ASHETON TERRANCE O'NEIL HOGAN, MICHAEL WILLIAMS
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Neva End
[Intro:]
We don't wanna
We don't wanna
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna neva
[Hook:]
We don't wanna neva end
It's like our life has just began
You walkin' out, you comin' back again
Cause we became the best of friends
You got all the questions and I know all the answers
I took your heart, girl, holding it up for ransom
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
[Verse 1:]
I could tell you was into me, from my instant chemistry
As I reflect memory, you ride or you die for me
I'll go to war over you I don't give a f*ck about showing you
You know what it is, Shorty, forever my lil shawty
Long as I'm swimmin' in Benjamins, you shop with no limited
You'll see reminisce every session, know you'll come back again
I know you can't breathe without me, you gon' need the oxygen
I damn near gave you an overdose, on my own medicine
I took a sip of your tea and I ain't been right ever since
As I think to myself what it be is it heaven sent
Let's put the past behind us
And go far away where nobody can find us
[Hook:]
We don't wanna neva end
It's like our life is just begin
You walkin' out, you comin' back again
Cause we became the best of friends
You got all the questions and I know all the answers
I took your heart, girl, holding it up for ransom
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
[Verse 2:]
You could leave today, I bet you'll come back tomorrow
I could see the haters comin' from a mile up
And it's preparin' us, for what we got comin'
If they come your way, and you feel like runnin'
Run in my direction, and don't you run from me
Cause anytime we get together, we gon stunt them
And I'm applyin' major pressure, feel it in your stomach
It's lightnin', it's thunderin', it is striking got me wonderin'
Butterfly, butterfly
When you gon ever leave?
Any time you leave my side
I know you comin' back
I know you comin' back to me
[Hook:]
We don't wanna neva end
It's like our life is just begin
You walkin' out, you comin' back again
Cause we became the best of friends
You got all the questions and I know all the answers
I took your heart, girl, holding it up for ransom
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
[Bridge:]
Is there anything you wanna know?
Is there any place you rather be?
You walk until your feet get sore
I bet you walking back
I bet you walking back to me
Actually that's a guarantee
Our friendship was guaranteed
You got my ego in another league
I ain't tryna be cocky
I got your heart in my pocket
[Hook:]
We don't wanna neva end
It's like our life is just begin
You walkin' out, you comin' back again
Cause we became the best of friends
You got all the questions and I know all the answers
I took your heart, girl, holding it up for ransom
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
We don't wanna
We don't wanna
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna neva
[Hook:]
We don't wanna neva end
It's like our life has just began
You walkin' out, you comin' back again
Cause we became the best of friends
You got all the questions and I know all the answers
I took your heart, girl, holding it up for ransom
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
[Verse 1:]
I could tell you was into me, from my instant chemistry
As I reflect memory, you ride or you die for me
I'll go to war over you I don't give a f*ck about showing you
You know what it is, Shorty, forever my lil shawty
Long as I'm swimmin' in Benjamins, you shop with no limited
You'll see reminisce every session, know you'll come back again
I know you can't breathe without me, you gon' need the oxygen
I damn near gave you an overdose, on my own medicine
I took a sip of your tea and I ain't been right ever since
As I think to myself what it be is it heaven sent
Let's put the past behind us
And go far away where nobody can find us
[Hook:]
We don't wanna neva end
It's like our life is just begin
You walkin' out, you comin' back again
Cause we became the best of friends
You got all the questions and I know all the answers
I took your heart, girl, holding it up for ransom
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
[Verse 2:]
You could leave today, I bet you'll come back tomorrow
I could see the haters comin' from a mile up
And it's preparin' us, for what we got comin'
If they come your way, and you feel like runnin'
Run in my direction, and don't you run from me
Cause anytime we get together, we gon stunt them
And I'm applyin' major pressure, feel it in your stomach
It's lightnin', it's thunderin', it is striking got me wonderin'
Butterfly, butterfly
When you gon ever leave?
Any time you leave my side
I know you comin' back
I know you comin' back to me
[Hook:]
We don't wanna neva end
It's like our life is just begin
You walkin' out, you comin' back again
Cause we became the best of friends
You got all the questions and I know all the answers
I took your heart, girl, holding it up for ransom
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
[Bridge:]
Is there anything you wanna know?
Is there any place you rather be?
You walk until your feet get sore
I bet you walking back
I bet you walking back to me
Actually that's a guarantee
Our friendship was guaranteed
You got my ego in another league
I ain't tryna be cocky
I got your heart in my pocket
[Hook:]
We don't wanna neva end
It's like our life is just begin
You walkin' out, you comin' back again
Cause we became the best of friends
You got all the questions and I know all the answers
I took your heart, girl, holding it up for ransom
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
We don't wanna neva end
We don't wanna
Writer: MICHAEL LEN WILLIAMS, PIERRE RAMON SLAUGHTER, NAYVADIUS DEMUN WILBURN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Songtrust Ave
Tony Montana
[Intro:]
F*ckin' cockroaches
Motherf*ckin' 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 f*cking 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, f*ck 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 f*ck the unexpected
I just did what I projected
I swear young women are lost these days
While older women dig me
F*cking 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 f*ckin 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]
F*ckin' cockroaches
Motherf*ckin' 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 f*cking 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, f*ck 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 f*ck the unexpected
I just did what I projected
I swear young women are lost these days
While older women dig me
F*cking 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 f*ckin 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]
Writer: Nayvadius Wilburn, Willie Jerome Byrd, Rodney R. Jr. Hill, Aubrey Drake Graham
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Permanent Scar
[Hook:]
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 cook in 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 cook in 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
Privet in a large coat
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
Full strapped forty times
Doin' it like send the city guy
While I'm on the road, doin' shows, takin' this ride
I just got to wear my ankle tracker, commit suicide
This the second time I'm goin' back in, the second time
You'll get a second chance at livin', nigga I ain't lyin'
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
I gots the homies, they go hauntin' me, the world too
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 the kingpin's on, the name is Legendary
They smoke crack right now, this ain't a Tyler beard
This be a about real life, it's very necessary
For me to go on in, so I went back in
Try to stay in this booth and never come out again
My lil' cousin called everybody and he's still fightin'
And I got killaz walkin' me 'broad, Future all they recitin'
And I can't forget you made me be a too much bide
But I ain't gon' hold no grudge, I just know your type
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
I take a trip a rapper give, run up there like MX Miff
Go to New York with this girl and I come back with a lip
Break bread with my team
Partner money here her
And confidence, I want my music global
I'm gonna see who bump their fist
I'm gonna 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]
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 cook in 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 cook in 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
Privet in a large coat
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
Full strapped forty times
Doin' it like send the city guy
While I'm on the road, doin' shows, takin' this ride
I just got to wear my ankle tracker, commit suicide
This the second time I'm goin' back in, the second time
You'll get a second chance at livin', nigga I ain't lyin'
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
I gots the homies, they go hauntin' me, the world too
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 the kingpin's on, the name is Legendary
They smoke crack right now, this ain't a Tyler beard
This be a about real life, it's very necessary
For me to go on in, so I went back in
Try to stay in this booth and never come out again
My lil' cousin called everybody and he's still fightin'
And I got killaz walkin' me 'broad, Future all they recitin'
And I can't forget you made me be a too much bide
But I ain't gon' hold no grudge, I just know your type
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
I take a trip a rapper give, run up there like MX Miff
Go to New York with this girl and I come back with a lip
Break bread with my team
Partner money here her
And confidence, I want my music global
I'm gonna see who bump their fist
I'm gonna 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]
Writer: JON JOSEF P. MILLER, NAYVADIUS WILBURN, RODNEY R. JR. HILL
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC
Same Damn Time
[Hook:]
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
F*cking 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, poppin bottles at the same damn time
[Diddy:]
Boy your money and my money ain't the same damn kind,
I could live your life and my life at the same damn time,
See my riding out money, that's your buy your house money,
I got that "I could build a mall right by your house money",
Hold up, say you got that 550 you talking bout that Benz nigga,
Say I got that 550 I'm talking about them M's nigga, all black phantom white seats,
I killed them bring them white sheets,
Said oh I think she like me cause I cop Maybachs like white tees,
I'm in Times, People, Fortune, Forbes, same damn time, XXL, GQ, Vibe, Source, same damn time,
Nigga you don't live that shit that's in your lame ass rhymes,
Y'all done woke a sleeping giant now the game back mine.
[Hook:]
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
F*cking 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, poppin bottles at the same damn time
[Future:]
I'm in fifs with the sack going crazy
Got some diamonds around my neck no flugazy
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
[Hook:]
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
F*cking 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, poppin bottles at the same damn time
[Ludacris:]
Luda is unstoppable his money is astronomical,
Sell as many records as a nigga like me that shit is just impossible,
Rappers is delusional and now they talkin' more shit,
Anything is liable to come out of the mouth of a desperate starving broke bitch,
Tell bitch, you used to be good but now you garbage,
Any nigga that wanna step up to the plate and battle will get demolished,
My flows is rubbin' off like just like they finger nail polish,
You rappers ain't got no swag you need to kill your f*ckin' styilst,
They bitin' like piranhas, they cryin' to they momma,
These niggas besta call they troops back like obama,
That trash that ya spitted didn't phase me,
Matter fact ya record label still pays me,
See luda never startin' shit I'm always on my grind,
But I'll respond three rappers at the same damn time.
[Hook:]
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
F*cking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time
I'm in pluto I'm in mars 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, poppin bottles at the 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
F*cking 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, poppin bottles at the same damn time
[Diddy:]
Boy your money and my money ain't the same damn kind,
I could live your life and my life at the same damn time,
See my riding out money, that's your buy your house money,
I got that "I could build a mall right by your house money",
Hold up, say you got that 550 you talking bout that Benz nigga,
Say I got that 550 I'm talking about them M's nigga, all black phantom white seats,
I killed them bring them white sheets,
Said oh I think she like me cause I cop Maybachs like white tees,
I'm in Times, People, Fortune, Forbes, same damn time, XXL, GQ, Vibe, Source, same damn time,
Nigga you don't live that shit that's in your lame ass rhymes,
Y'all done woke a sleeping giant now the game back mine.
[Hook:]
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
F*cking 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, poppin bottles at the same damn time
[Future:]
I'm in fifs with the sack going crazy
Got some diamonds around my neck no flugazy
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
[Hook:]
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
F*cking 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, poppin bottles at the same damn time
[Ludacris:]
Luda is unstoppable his money is astronomical,
Sell as many records as a nigga like me that shit is just impossible,
Rappers is delusional and now they talkin' more shit,
Anything is liable to come out of the mouth of a desperate starving broke bitch,
Tell bitch, you used to be good but now you garbage,
Any nigga that wanna step up to the plate and battle will get demolished,
My flows is rubbin' off like just like they finger nail polish,
You rappers ain't got no swag you need to kill your f*ckin' styilst,
They bitin' like piranhas, they cryin' to they momma,
These niggas besta call they troops back like obama,
That trash that ya spitted didn't phase me,
Matter fact ya record label still pays me,
See luda never startin' shit I'm always on my grind,
But I'll respond three rappers at the same damn time.
[Hook:]
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
F*cking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time
I'm in pluto I'm in mars 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, poppin bottles at the same damn time.
Writer: CHRISTOPHER BRIAN BRIDGES, NAYVADIUS WILBURN, SEAN J. COMBS, SONNY COREY UWAEZUOKE
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, THE ADMINISTRATION MP INC
Long Live The Pimp
Drinkin' on tits, parkin' lot flicks
Rappin' UGK, motherf*cka
Rap dirty with the K, motherf*cka
On the grind in the K, motherf*cka
I'm drinkin' on tits, parkin' lot flicks
Rappin' UGK, motherf*cka
Ain't no shrimps, motherf*cka
Long live the pimp, motherf*cka
Sippin' on Podart, taggin' with you rocks
Big yellow bitch and her pussy taste like water
Cash red Cadillac, deuce in the court
Rub it on the pimp, then my uncle Bud
Niggas can't touch me like I'm Jay Prince son
Water drippin' on me, shinin' like a star
Grippin' on the wheel, Johnny Dale got me chilled
Texas in my Sprite when I'm poppin' seal
Drinkin' on mud, rockin' with the thugs
Long live Ted, the dirty south lug
I've come to get tippy, smokin', reminiscin'
Underground king, you a legend in my memory
Drinkin' on tits, parkin' lot flicks
Rappin' UGK, motherf*cka
Rap dirty with the K, motherf*cka
On the grind in the K, motherf*cka
I'm drinkin' on tits, parkin' lot flicks
Rappin' UGK, motherf*cka
Ain't no shrimps, motherf*cka
Long live the pimp, motherf*cka
Tippin' on glass slippaz, pain on and deep as f*ck
UFC in my trunk, bet this gon' beat you up
Everything movin' slow, still ain't no keepin' up
Gator replace the seats, get your ass eaten up
Chopper behind the scene, truth still understood
Verse ain't the tryna trill, I won't talk with it because Suzanne
Hang in on the diamonds, flex it
Swinging on my complexes
Stuntin' on it like a bird
Make seven on it, whip the wrist
Nothing on it, don't fetch attention
Get your bitches, cold efficient
Gonna kill it on competitions
Sideline 'em, on suspension
Young Bill, turned to stone
Lil' Jim, Sweet Jane's Joe
Pump UGK's stomach full of stones
Drinkin' on tits, parkin' lot flicks
Rappin' UGK, motherf*cka
Rap dirty with the K, motherf*cka
On the grind in the K, motherf*cka
I'm drinkin' on tits, parkin' lot flicks
Rappin' UGK, motherf*cka
Ain't no shrimps, motherf*cka
Long live the pimp, motherf*cka
Rappin' UGK, motherf*cka
Rap dirty with the K, motherf*cka
On the grind in the K, motherf*cka
I'm drinkin' on tits, parkin' lot flicks
Rappin' UGK, motherf*cka
Ain't no shrimps, motherf*cka
Long live the pimp, motherf*cka
Sippin' on Podart, taggin' with you rocks
Big yellow bitch and her pussy taste like water
Cash red Cadillac, deuce in the court
Rub it on the pimp, then my uncle Bud
Niggas can't touch me like I'm Jay Prince son
Water drippin' on me, shinin' like a star
Grippin' on the wheel, Johnny Dale got me chilled
Texas in my Sprite when I'm poppin' seal
Drinkin' on mud, rockin' with the thugs
Long live Ted, the dirty south lug
I've come to get tippy, smokin', reminiscin'
Underground king, you a legend in my memory
Drinkin' on tits, parkin' lot flicks
Rappin' UGK, motherf*cka
Rap dirty with the K, motherf*cka
On the grind in the K, motherf*cka
I'm drinkin' on tits, parkin' lot flicks
Rappin' UGK, motherf*cka
Ain't no shrimps, motherf*cka
Long live the pimp, motherf*cka
Tippin' on glass slippaz, pain on and deep as f*ck
UFC in my trunk, bet this gon' beat you up
Everything movin' slow, still ain't no keepin' up
Gator replace the seats, get your ass eaten up
Chopper behind the scene, truth still understood
Verse ain't the tryna trill, I won't talk with it because Suzanne
Hang in on the diamonds, flex it
Swinging on my complexes
Stuntin' on it like a bird
Make seven on it, whip the wrist
Nothing on it, don't fetch attention
Get your bitches, cold efficient
Gonna kill it on competitions
Sideline 'em, on suspension
Young Bill, turned to stone
Lil' Jim, Sweet Jane's Joe
Pump UGK's stomach full of stones
Drinkin' on tits, parkin' lot flicks
Rappin' UGK, motherf*cka
Rap dirty with the K, motherf*cka
On the grind in the K, motherf*cka
I'm drinkin' on tits, parkin' lot flicks
Rappin' UGK, motherf*cka
Ain't no shrimps, motherf*cka
Long live the pimp, motherf*cka
Writer: NAYVADIUS WILBURN, CARLTON D. MAYS JR., FRAZIER III THOMPSON
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Copyright: Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, Universal Music Publishing Group, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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 fye
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 f*ck 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]
[?] open up that fye
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 [?] 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 motherf*cking 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]
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 fye
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 f*ck 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]
[?] open up that fye
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 [?] 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 motherf*cking 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]
Writer: NAYVADIUS WILBURN, RODNEY R. JR. HILL, JON JOSEF P. MILLER, CALVIN CORDAZOR BROADUS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group, GREAT SOUTH BAY MUSIC GROUP INC
Turn On The Lights
[Intro:]
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 loaner
Her old man, the owner
And I don't even drink Corona's
What type of drink you want girl
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 her, 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 prowling
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 and it's ours
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 going past the moon
[Hook]
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 loaner
Her old man, the owner
And I don't even drink Corona's
What type of drink you want girl
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 her, 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 prowling
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 and it's ours
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 going past the moon
[Hook]
Writer: MICHAEL LEN WILLIAMS, MARQUEL MIDDLEBROOKS, NAYVADIUS DEMUN WILBURN
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
You Deserve It
[Hook:]
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 faced so many dudes
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 right, 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 a week up
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 f*ckin' hard, till my heart skip a beat
I always been in Spencers, ain't nothin' about me cheap
I'm tha realest nigga you'll see
Sing 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 label
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)
Most people hit me up and say he rap for jeezy, cause
[Hook]
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 faced so many dudes
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 right, 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 a week up
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 f*ckin' hard, till my heart skip a beat
I always been in Spencers, ain't nothin' about me cheap
I'm tha realest nigga you'll see
Sing 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 label
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)
Most people hit me up and say he rap for jeezy, cause
[Hook]
Writer: Brandon Rackley, James Bernard Jr Rosser, Gary Rafael Hill, Nayvadius Demun Wilburn
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Copyright: Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Pluto is the debut studio album by American rapper Future. The album features guest appearances from Drake, R. Kelly, T.I., Trae tha Truth and Snoop Dogg.
Pluto was supported by five singles: "Tony Montana", "Go Harder", "Magic (Remix)", "Same Damn Time" and "Turn On the Lights".
The album received generally positive reviews from critics, debuting at number eight on the US Billboard 200, selling 41,000 copies in its first week. It was reissued with an alternate track list in 2012 as Pluto 3D.
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FuturePluto was supported by five singles: "Tony Montana", "Go Harder", "Magic (Remix)", "Same Damn Time" and "Turn On the Lights".
The album received generally positive reviews from critics, debuting at number eight on the US Billboard 200, selling 41,000 copies in its first week. It was reissued with an alternate track list in 2012 as Pluto 3D.
Genre(s): Hip hop
Producer(s): Honorable C.N.O.T.E., John Blu, Jon Boi, Juicy J, K.E. on the Track, Mike Will Made It, Nard & B, Organized Noize, Sonny Digital, Will-A-Fool
Length: 56:44
Released: April 17th, 2012
Year: 2012