Future

[fox69]

"Look Ahead"

"Look Ahead"


Be Bold, You Smell Me, Lil Mexico!

[Hook:]
While they laugh and shake their head
Still we coming in
Now love you
The way we go
[?]

[Verse 1:]
Was it cold nights that made me cold
Do the stress increase my hunger
Tell a lie then make a promise
Fish like a man niggafish, hit nigga this a fucking hit
Send a nigga home full clip, traumatized by the whole trip
Boatload full of cocaina
Got some wolves 'round and some hyenas
Bought a AK like this bitch a nina
And I know I got a big enough demeanor (Future!)
Pourin' up the Dom Perignon
Fuck a pussy, fuck a pussy 'til it's numb
Put the pussy on a nigga tongue
'Til the pussy juice runnin' down my lungs
Ain't another better feeling
Like the feeling when a nigga make it out the slums
Stackin' all my racks on racks
I got my niggas rich, I'm at the top where I belong

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Dressed up in all black leather
Bodybag .38 special
And a bad bitch a nigga treasure
Need money on a whole 'nother level
Good time, nigga good time
Barrel longer than a good time
Never sacrifice who you are
Then you turn yourself into a star
Turn myself into a avatar
Put the OG in my 'gar
Take a penitentiary chance
That's a change, eat shrimp, steak, caviar
Bloodline is a lion
Fly nigga
Walk and say when I walk, it look like a nigga flyin'
Fuck your lies and your bullshit you tryna sell me cause I ain't buyin'
Green minded like a slave field, niggas picking green like it's cotton
Money getting' burnt, money fire
Franck Muller at the new spot
Frank mattress nigga Frank Lucas
Real life on wax
Match an ordinary funeral movie
Phenomenon when the commas come
Kill the winter and then when the summer comes
Ex con, 100 round drum...Batman the paint James Bond

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Mad Luv"

"Mad Luv"


[Hook:]
Got a Rollie on, got reverse doors
They got mad love for us, we getting mad dough
Trying to sabotage a nigga, gettin cash-flow
We don't respect none of you niggas, we getting mad dough
They got mad love for us, gonna stay that way
We got mad goons on deck, they gone spray that way
Outside niggas infiltrating, don't play around, don't play with me
Outside niggas come around, we gone spray em down like Fireman

[Verse 1:]
Whipping the dope like it's Anime, shootin a nigga like John K
Got mojo, got mojo, I assassinate em
Driving a boat on them xans
Pour out a four in Japan, selling that dope out of France
The molly is great with a tan, the presi it look like it's dancin'
Diamonds is Mediterranean, this for the ones who abandoned me
My heart is so full of some anger, all of you niggas is dangerous
Drinking on Texas like I'm a Ranger
I would've text you if I wasn't famous
I be with Russians so fuck you complaining?
Straight off the lot, going straight to the jeweler
Straight out the Range and jump straight in the Masi
Can't fuck with these niggas they sheisty
Run in the bank on some robbershit
We laying you down like a carpenter
We go to clubs and stand on sofa, nigga
I toss it up with all my day one niggas

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Celine, Celine baby, I got the rings on me like Pippen
Machine machine baby, I'm in that foreign machine baby
I put the sting in the ring in Decatur
I put a two and a baby in the pyrex
I got a soft 6 O's, baby
I'ma pull up in a Rolls, nigga
I'ma sell me a whole chicken
Ice cubes on me, no freezer
Same color as a wife beater
Platinum jewels make the ice cleaner
The Actavis make the sprite pinker
That's ya bitch? I'ma gone mingle
I got my BM pushin' a beamer
Gotta keep M's like it's a Nina
Nine millimeter my little nigga
I'm true to the game, baby
I'm true to my gang, baby
Keep a tool like, a main lady
The bezel so froze cause I represent money, nigga
Smashing on these hose tossing with my day one niggas

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Magic"

"Magic"


[Chorus:]
Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot
Leavin' Magic
Two bad bitches & I got 'em out of magic
The way I make that work - disappear call it magic
Sipping on the purple and the yellow drinking magic.
Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot
Leavin' Magic
Two bad bitches & I got 'em out of magic
The way I make that work - disappear call magic
Sipping on the purple and yellow drinking magic.

Wala! magic, Wala! magic, Wala! magic, Wala! magic
Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot
Leavin' Magic
Sipping on the purple and yellow drinking magic.

[Verse 1]
On my way to Aspen, I forgot to do my taxes
Call up my accountant, he gone make it to magic
Had to get a driver just to drop me at the airport (For What?)
The way I smoked the blunts man I burned 'em up like Newport (Smoke up)
$50, 000 on a superstar's attire (Design!)
KE & Young Future bringin' them the fire
All this damn cash make a bitch wanna retire
Gotta drop a half a brick you wanna put me on a flyer
'Cuse me but my lingo crazy
See these diamonds ain't none of 'em forgave me

Two bad bitches wanna fuck me the greatest
Aye Young G in a brand new Mercedes
Turn out the lot I'm a do a 180
For the haters I'm a gone 'head & do a 360
Drinkin' on Sprite got lean all day
I'm a Astronaut Nigga better chruch my pimpin'

[Chorus]
Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot
Leavin' Magic
Two bad bitches & I got 'em out of magic
The way I make that work - disappear call it magic
Sipping on the purple and the yellow drinking magic.
Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot
Leavin' Magic
Two bad bitches & I got 'em out of magic
The way I make that work - disappear call magic
Sipping on the purple and yellow drinking magic.

Wala! magic, Wala! magic, Wala! magic, Wala! magic
Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot
Leavin' Magic
Sipping on the purple and yellow drinking magic.

[Verse 2]
Billionaire boy that's true inspiration
Learned the Astronaut Kid no such thing as limitation
Flyin' down 20 in the mothafuckin' spaceship
Just left Magic in the mothafuckin' (dayship?)
Two bitches trailin' in a platinum Infiniti
Gotta thing for me, don't wanna sing for me, they like my energy, I'm a embassy
I know tricks like Cris Angel
Ion trick but I could make you famous
You would disappear from yo past life
You a rare pair, go outta sight
I'm Pluto talkin', Jimmy walkin' when you walkin'
I used to be fly but now I'm hawkin'
I was an Earthlin' now I'm SiFi
While I, I stay High
My bitches on they high horse
I double back like two cups
And pull out in that new Porshe

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"Magic (Remix)"
(feat. T.I.)

"Magic (Remix)"
(feat. T.I.)



Tell ya Off top I'm bossed up, you ain't talking money don't talk to us
I'm steady stacking that guap up
Ball harder den you when I'm locked up
You type of nigga just pop up
When niggas rolling that kush huh
Got mine growing like grape vines
In the backyard, come look, bruh
I pull up, hop out, bad hoes just pop out
Hatin' niggas better watch out, still riding with that glock out
My style so mean it's hostile And aggressive dawg come check it dawg
Spend a couple mils, no stress at all
Big bank roll no checks at all
FYI I'm flexin ya'll game ain't won professional
You small ball like golf ball
I basketball, go ask your broad
Til' her legs open sesame
Abracadabra, she wet for me
Like ta-ra, voila, gucci louie strappers prada, ah

[Chorus:]
Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot
Leavin' magic
Two bad bitches & I got 'em out of magic
The way I make that work -disappear call it magic
Sipping on the purple and the yellow drinking magic.
Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot
Leavin' magic
Two bad bitches & I got 'em out of magic
The way I make that work- disappear call magic
Sipping on the purple and yellow drinking magic.
Voila! magic, voila! magic, voila! magic, voila! magic
Fishtailin' out the parkin' lot
Leavin' 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 gone make it do magic
Had to get a driver just to drop me at the airport (for what?)
The way I smoked the blunts man I burned 'em up like newport (smoke up)
$50, 000 on a superstar's attire (design!)
Ke & young future bringin' them the fire
All this damn cash make a bitch wanna retire
Gotta drop a half a brick you wanna put me on a flyer
'Cuse me but my lingo crazy
See these diamonds ain't none of 'em forgave me
Two bad bitches wanna fuck me the greatest
Aye young g in a brand new mercedes
Turn out the lot I'm a do a 180
For the haters I'm a gone 'head & do a 360
Drinkin' on sprite got lean all day
I'm a astronaut nigga better church my pimpin'

[Chorus]

Billionaire boy that's true inspiration
Learned the astronaut kid no such thing as limitation
Flyin' down 20 in the mothafuckin' spaceship
Just left magic in the mothafuckin' (dayship?)
Two bitches trailin' in a beamer outta Germany
Gotta thing for me, don't wanna sing for me, they like my energy, I'm a embassy
I know tricks like cris angel
Ion trick but I could make you famous
You could disappear from yo past life
You a real pill no outta sight
I'm pluto talkin', jimmy walkin' when you walkin'
I used to be fly but now I'm hawkin'
I was an earthlin' now I'm sifi
While I, I stay high]
My bitches on they high horse
I double back like two cups
And pull out in that new porshe

[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"March Madness"

"March Madness"


Dress it up and make it real for me
Whatever that fucking means

[Hook:]
Dirty soda in a styrofoam
Spend a day to get my mind blown
Dress it up and go to Nassau
200 miles on the dash
Gotta roll a pound up and gas it
Switching lanes in a Grand Rapid
We the ones that kept it cool with all these niggas 'til these niggas start acting
Shoot a nigga like a film in a movie, nigga, gone let 'em have it
Ballin' like the March Madness
All these cops shooting niggas, tragic
I'm the one that's living lavish
Like I'm playing for the Mavericks
I didn't wanna fuck the bitch, the molly made me fuck her even though she average

Dirty muddy in a cup
45 by my gut
My young nigga in a cut
Taking you out for some Jordans
Let's count this money, no rushin'
I'm on a one way, flushin'
Loud pack smelling musty
These fuckin' police can't touch me
These bogus police can't touch me
These fuckin' niggas can't touch me
Apply the pressure with the VVS
I drive the foreign like it was a Chevy
Drive the foreign like it wasn't shit
Lift it up and gone and off-set it
Fuck a cougar like she Halle Berry
Future Hendrix, dirty sprite, legendary

[Hook]

Fuck on a basic bitch
We gone wake up and smoke on some blunt and fuck
She gone keep it so real with a nigga that-
I'm a come back and always gone fuck with her
Bend a curve and spray like a model but
I was working and serving Antartica
I get high 'til I'm higher than Mercury
Fuck around teach you that recipe
Fuck around, you gone be out of here
Make her say ha like a nigga was Juve
Soon as that work hit the city, we move it
Post up in Onyx and shoot us a movie
Post up in Onyx and shoot us a movie
Take the tool inside the club, just incase a nigga ever gotta use it
Get a pint of code an pour it up, nigga

[Hook]

These bogus police can't touch me
These fuckin' niggas can't touch me
Apply the pressure with the VVS
I drive the foreign like it was a Chevy
Drive the foreign like it wasn't shit
Lift it up and gone and off-set it
Fuck a cougar like she Halle Berry
Future Hendrix, dirty sprite, legendary

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Mark McGwire"

"Mark McGwire"


[Intro:]
Yeah! I guess I feel like Lance Armstrong
We gotta win the race, hell yeah!
We call it the Tour of the Streets
But it's like I'm cheatin'
'Cause my shit is on steroids
And they shit ain't
You niggas keep peddlin', though
Mr. Thanksgiving!

[Hook:]
I took those BBS's - and slapped 'em right on my chest
After I smash her - I don't care who come next
I took off in a Bentley - and came back in a Spider
My track on steroids - we servin' Mark McGwire
Who you think you is?
Who you think you is?
Who you think you is?
Who you think you is?
Who you think you is?
Who you think you is?
Who you think you is?
Who you think you is?

[Verse 1:]
I think I'm Big Meech – all my niggas sell drugs
I'm a rich nigga – she wanna give me a hug
But she a freak hoe - and I won't show her no love
I shoot her mad dick - like I'm from NYC
A thousand for some glasses - I see my shit in 3D
I'm poppin' bottles, nigga - like it's the 4th of July
I think I'm Bill Gates - I'm takin' over the Net
We shootin' choppers, nigga - we ain't fuck with them teks
I think I'm Young G - 'cause I motivate thugs
Yeah...
I think I'm Lil' Boosie - I'm 'bout to start sellin' hits
And Future cons the lotto - I'm on that mafia shit

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I know my dope raw - I seen it come out her ass
Girl wipe that shit off – and throw it right in the bag
I'm livin' fabulous – the shit I do, in your dreams
Future you're arrogant – now I think I'm the king
None of my bitches can't fuck – name a bitch that ain't tight
Name a bich that ain't a slut – just name one, name one
I think I'm Antawn Jamison – I'm ballin', ballin', ballin'
I think I'm Nat Turner – when I ride around with that burner
I got three young gunners –
And they gon' squeeze on anything I point at
I think I'm a fair gunner – I think I'm leanin', I think I'm leanin'
I think I'm 'bout to turn up - I think I'm 'bout to burn up
A sack full of hundreds - all this ice on me

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Mind Blown"
(feat. 2 Chainz, Waka Flocka)

"Mind Blown"
(feat. 2 Chainz, Waka Flocka)



[Hook:]
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 draws, 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 day
Car game irate, we park outside
SS on it and that's... for south side
Outside pulling, duice and the juices
Two two cups on me, shout out to Houston
We got a problem Houston, they take on style they boostin'
They Lame Man, they hoes knew it
They lame man, they hoes knewit

[Hook]

[Future:]
Future - Billie Jean... Reincarnated
You bitch be too fascinated, with my conversation
Get a load of me, and u hallucinatin
I'm hypnotizin 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 benz 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 gettin thirsty
Hook

[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 ballin bitch
I'm walking liqd (SQUADDDD), 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

 

[fox69]

"Missing"
(feat. Big Bank Blank, Young Scooter)

"Missing"
(feat. Big Bank Blank, Young Scooter)



[Hook:]
We drop a kilo on yo head nigga
Fuck around and end up missing
Drop top off the coupe
The brains on this bitch missing
Drop some purple on yo head nigga
You fuck around and come up missing
Drive a brand new new Bugatti nigga
And my roof done came up missing

[Verse 1: Big Bank Black]
I ain’t seen em, have you seen em?
Hell naw that boy he missing
Last time a nigga saw him
He was on worldstar dissing
Heard he disrespect the fam
Tried to go against the mob
His momma said 7:30
Was the last time she saw him (have you seen him?)
Heard they kidnapped the boy
But it could be a rumor
Investigation crime scene
They found the body by colmer
His partner down the road sending death threats and shots
He plugged in in that system get ya snapped for a dot
A 20 dollar car maker young nigga go hard
But when a cell phone knock
Can get you left on a yard
You go fuck around and fuck around and fuck around, get missed
It’s the first and the last time I warned you by this

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Future]
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah
Hundred round that chopper nigga, hundred round that chopper
36 ounces and its loaded
36 ounces get you smoking
Like a bag of dope (pookie) (yeah, yeah)
I get you this on the cake
You don’t run it up, cut your foot off
I get you this key, go flip em
Than go fuck around cut your hands off
A half a gram of molly knock your man off
A whole brick of boy they knock your fam off
They turnt up round my way,
They turnt up round my way
They pulling up and spraying everything,
They pulling up and spraying everything
They gon flip your top for a whole thing

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Young Scooter]
I had to realize these niggas talking like hoes
How yo pussy nigga gang go get they brains exposed
Niggas know like a know, never cross family and folks
And it’s off with your head we make them fuck niggas fold
We hear them fuck niggas dissing, think we ain't paying attention
Future ain't gotta respond, just know we sending them killers
Drop the top on the coupe, you wanna be in the loop
Just know the circle too tight, we don’t fuck with niggas like you
A bag of that gas, it’ll make a young nigga smash
For a brick and a half nigga wipe out your whole fam
So keep it cool lil nigga, what you do lil nigga
Follow rules lil nigga and salute lil nigga

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Monster"

"Monster"


(808 Mafia)
Metro Boomin want some more nigga

All my niggas some junkies, they keep that bread on 'em dawg
Yo lil ho is a monkey, she got a head on her, dawg
Caught a flight outta London, I can't see nothin' but stars
It don't fuck with my conscious I serve my auntie that raw
Fell asleep at the gamblin' house with that heater right on me
And I got me some stripes like I keep Adidas on me
And I don't believe hype, all my soda get spiked
I shake the Codeine and Sprite cause that's just the way of life

[Hook:]
I'm a monster on these hoes, I'mma monster
I can't be scared of none you niggas, ya'll some snitches
I got some girls that claim they straight but now they kissin'
These bitches switchin', tryna get my dick a hickey
I'm a monster on these hoes, I'mma monster
I can't be scared of none you niggas, ya'll some snitches
I got some girls that claim they straight but now they kissin'
These bitches switchin', tryna get my dick a hickey
And I say fuck all the rules, I'd rather fuck your baby momma
And I say bring all your tools cause I'm ready for that drama
And I know I'm a young gunner ain't worried about karma
And I'm just livin' my life and I'mma get me some money

I'm young Freddie Kruger, I promote prostitution
These niggas come up snoozin' cause they ladies out here choosin'
I know your dog hoes back in style
These hoes'll smash up on your niggas and be very proud
Wow
I don't be trustin' these hoes, I just be smashin' these hoes
I'm gone pull up on these hoes
Young nigga trappin out the ghost
Choppin' like Kung Fu
Used to wanna fuck 2 now I wanna fuck the crew
Got bad bitches in the rear
Me and young Metro trappin out lear
The fresh new gear made a bitch disappear
A fresh pack of mollies make the bitch go to work
The lean in the kush make the pussy squirt
Motherfucker thought she came home from church
Some real good make a nigga call back
Chasin' that cheese yeen ain't nothin' but a rat
Free band gang, nigga pull up on a flex
Bitch got knocked, naw bitch got whacked
I'm talkin bout murkin' that pussy like blaat!

[Hook]

I don't be trustin' these hoes, I just be smashin' these hoes
I don't be trustin' these hoes, I just be smashin' these hoes
I don't be trustin' these hoes, I just be smashin' these hoes
I don't be trustin' these hoes, I just be smashin' these hoes
I'm gon' pull up on these hoes
Young nigga told me not to ghost
[x3]

 

[fox69]

"Motion Picture"

"Motion Picture"


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

[Hook:]
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 its 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 Rose' 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, its all bout you and me
We cherish every moment that we spend in this movie
Ima 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
Adn for this next scene, this all I wanna see

[Hook]

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, Ima be your king
And how did I get off, Ima 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 scence, this all I wanna see

[Hook]

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

[Hook]