Future

[fox69]

"Same Damn Time"

"Same Damn Time"




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

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

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

I'm in Fifs with the sack going crazy
Got some diamonds around my neck no 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

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

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

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

 

[fox69]

"Same Damn Time (Remix)"
(feat. Diddy & Ludacris)

"Same Damn Time (Remix)"
(feat. Diddy & Ludacris)



[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
Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm in pluto I'm in mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, 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
Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm in pluto I'm in mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, 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
Fucking 2 bad bitches at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
At the same damn time, at the same damn time
I'm in pluto I'm in mars at the same damn time
On the sofa, 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 fuckin' 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
Fucking 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.

 

[fox69]

"Scholarships"
(with Drake)

"Scholarships"
(with Drake)



[Future:]
I wake up on a daily basis
I count this money up, I'm already rich
I go so hard with these riches
I fell in love as a dodie
I fell in love with the rollie
I wake up, and pray every morning
These demons, they callin' my soul
I said fuck all of you hoes
I'm ballin' outta control
I'm ballin' outta control

[Future:]
If I could give everything back to you
All this passion I got, all I ever needed
For me to move on and succeed
For me to move on and succeed
Jealousy, envy and greed
Too much of that shit I don't need it

[Future:]
I turned on the gas with a nickle plated
I sit back and laugh cause these niggas traitors
Mentally, none of this shit can phase me
Mentally, none of this shit can phase me
I came out the trenches, I really made it
I come out the gutter, I really made it
I stack up the butter, I gotta save it
Stack up the cheddar, you gotta save it
Shoot out the car man, no lovey dovey
These bitches, they lookin' for hubbie hubbie
I'm lookin' for paper in any city
I got a bitch located in every city
Gotta have 'em sticks on us in every city
Take the private cause lately out here we gettin' it
Spent like seven hundred thousand on both of the Bentleys
I got love for the city, I juug and get it

[Drake & Future:]
I wake up on a daily basis
I count this money up, I'm already rich
I go so hard with these riches
I feel in love with the dodie
I fell in love with the rollie
I wake up and pray every morning
Demons, they call my soul
I said fuck all of you hoes
I'm ballin' outta control, I'm ballin' outta control
I'm ballin' outta control, I'm ballin' outta control

[Drake:]
I need acknowledgement, If I got it then tell me I got it then
I'm ballin' outta control, keep on receiving the scholarships
Mail comin' to the house, nigga please, watch your mouth
I'm the one without a doubt, yeah
And I rock Kentucky blue on these hoes
Drafted, I'm gettin' choose by these hoes
Usually they just leave when we done
I don't wanna share no room with these hoes
Metro gon' make it boom on these hoes
And me, I just stick and move on these hoes
We got that purple rain for the pain
My niggas, we ain't change, we ain't change

[Future:]
I wake up on a daily basis
I count this money up, I'm already rich
I go so hard with these riches
I fell in love as a dodie
I fell in love with the rollie
I wake up, and pray every morning
These demons, they callin' my soul
I said fuck all of you hoes
I'm ballin' outta control, I'm ballin' outta control
I'm ballin' outta control, I'm ballin' outta control

 

[fox69]

"See It To Believe It"
(feat. Test, Sisqo)

"See It To Believe It"
(feat. Test, Sisqo)



[Hook: Sisqo]
Gotta see it to believe it
Gotta see it to believe it
Gotta see it to believe it
Gotta see it to believe it
Gotta see it to believe it
Gotta see it to believe it

[Verse 1: Test]
Gotta see it to acheive it
Fuck a club, fill up arenas
Yesterday, lil mama he won't give me none
She got a,.. she wanna turn around and give me some
Versace all up in my optics
G all in my code
Plane ticket read out where the fuck I wanna go
(Bitch I'm gone)
Turnig hard leaving large in another country
Where that bad spanish bitch? I need that honkey donkey
T... off them packs, oh yeah that's me nigga
Jump out this rap shit, thank G-O-D nigga
Cause we supposed to be locked up
For all this shit we be rocked up
I pull up they pop out, I'm thankful (turn up)
Seeing is believing (what you tell em?)
I'll tell look at his
Bentleys in the front and the rear
You know I ain't lyin (gotta see it to believe it)

[Hook]

[Bridge: Sisqo]
Look, regardless I'm a real money maker
I take my niggas with me they some real participaters
So everybody shine Gotta see it to believe it
Now everybody flyin Gotta see it to believe it

[Verse 2: Future]
Rockstar, you wouldn't believe it
I woke up with 5 bitch in the evening (you gotta see it to belive it)
I'm on the paint and lean and I'm just speedin
My scarf around my neck, ellezinor Mcqueenin
Scars on my back, so many skeletons
Pockets so fat, I walk with an elephant
And nothin change bout my keys and my residence
I'm a free band President
I'm in London and France, like I'm back in the hood
They treat me like an astronaut and it's understood
I'm outta here, ain't gon never come to Earth again
Everything on me designer, I was born to win
Dark ass frames, I'm like Michael Ja
Left the trap and the Phantom
And they ain't comin back

[Hook]

[Bridge]

[Verse 3: Test]
It's clear to say I got my swag from my dope boy
Been out here on my own so I already know boy
Been down and there I was, been caught up in a slump
I finna be the shit and bitch I'm bout to take a dump
I'm just bossin on bitches niggas
Skeet skeet on bad hoes
Breaking down my bad habits
Count money, trying to count more
Everytime they play my song I see my mama cry
Raised a happy Dad a son had made it thankful that I tried
It's gotta be God, it's gotta be ya'll (niggas)
It's gotta be me, I'm thankful for (For what?)
Everything I get, huh? even if it's a little bit
I make her turn a lot, I turn and make the shot
Swoosh, (turn up) and the crowd goes crazy
He just won the game hes amazing

[Hook]

[Bridge]

 

[fox69]

"Shit"

"Shit"


[Hook x2:]
Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit
Talking bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shit

Shit
Shit

[Verse 1:]
Bought the ho a hunned pair of red bottoms
Thats a quarter milly on a hand job my nigga
Blllll stick'em fuck you and every nigga came witcha
Gone put a nigga on a picture
Gone put a nigga on a t-shirt
Back in the day when a nigga sell dope
I'mma slap your daddy allofdem put'em in a hole
Glock 40 whooo
My ambitions as a rider
Sipping on lean getting higher
Nigga im a codein buyer
No you not a foreign whip driver
Shoutout to the shooters and the shooters only
You never walk around with alot of money
Bundles falling all out your pocket
When you hit'em in the head can you keep a solid
Bulletproof whip we'll blow it up
Like some raw uncut don't blow it up
Represent your gang nigga throw it up
I don't give a fuck where you at nigga throw it up

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2:]
Catch a nigga slipping at the red light
With ya AK, let me see you shoot it
You're a goon, you're a goon, you're a goon, you're a goon
Nigga let me see you prove it
Presidential rollie and its glidin'
Love a nigga wrist when its shinin'
Hate a nigga wrist when its blingin'
So I went and added more diamonds
Hot boy nigga, BG
Thats the way these young niggas eat
Drinking on syrup can't sleep
Keep a couple standing with ya partner
Blockbuster niggas running around with real choppers
Nigga what's the color of them bottles, they ain't gold
And you moving round with ya ho
You ain't even sticking to the code
Pimps up, pimps up, hoes down, hoes down
A pool full of money and I'm 'bout to drown
I'mma fool on the corner with that Bobby Brown
Button up suits at the Grammy's
Had to turn it up for the family
Yes I'm a freebandz bandit

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Shit (Remix)"
(feat. Drake & Juicy J)

"Shit (Remix)"
(feat. Drake & Juicy J)



[Hook: Future]
Talking 'bout you popping tags, nigga you ain't bought shit
Talking bout a hunned bottles, nigga you ain't popped shit
All you talk nana clips, nigga you ain't shot shit
Spending money on these hoes, nigga you ain't fuck shit

[Verse 1: Drake]
Took niggas out the hood like I'm from there
So you know it's all good when I come there
I hear you talk about your city like you run that
And I brought my tour to your city, you my son there nigga
But I had to come through for the remix
On my haven’t done a verse in 8 weeks shit
And if a nigga say my name, he the hot shit
But if I say the nigga name, he still the hot shit
Fucked up, lucky I don't feed into the gossip
Niggas act like they don't know, but they should know
Yeah, I just think it's funny how they dangling the bait
But I'm the one that's killing niggas on the hooks though
And niggas ain't got a grill, still ice grill hating
I know y'all already know Mike Will Made It
Just looking at the numbers, nigga, I feel amazing
I call Michael Jordan up and Mike will make it
I'm the young rap nigga with the 'Melo deal
You need to come to OVO for a better deal
Just know a million ain't shit once you get a mill
And niggas say it’s all good, that’s how you better feel
Nigga nah, fuck that, this year I'm talking big stuff
Rolling through the city like a young nigga bricked up
Fuck niggas gon' be fuck niggas
That's why we never give a fuck when a fuck nigga switched up

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Juicy J]
If money talk then your pockets ain't saying shit
I'm in the bathroom getting head from your bitch
And I ain't paying her shit
You want beef? You don't know who you playing with
I tell my pilot to land the jet
I'm hopping off, get 'em, we popping off
Give a click and you niggas dead where you standing at
I'm just a trippy nigga smoking on cabbage
Your money funny like Jim Carrey
I got bitches that's super bad like Halle
And we still keeping that white like Barry
I'm a rich nigga, still keep a pistol with me
Nigga you ain't fuckin' with a picture of me
I got all this cake and shooters with me
Just in case you pussy niggas try to get you a piece
What it is, my nigga? What it's hittin' for?
Where the car you were whippin' in the video?
Where is the ice at? Where is them pretty hoes?
You a fraud, real niggas already know
Broke ass niggas I can't stand them
I hit 'em with the cannon
I buying out the mall at random
Juicy J that nigga is fresh to death
Smoke till there is nothing left
Bail off and then I'm ghost in my Phantom

 

[fox69]

"Shopping Spree"

"Shopping Spree"



Shopping spree, shopping spree
Shopping spree, shopping spree

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

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

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

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

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

 

[fox69]

"Showed Up"

"Showed Up"


[Hook:]
I just downed a whole eighth of codeine
My young nigga have you smelling like some sardines
I just scored some work and I'ma serve every dope fiend
Fixin' up the molly with the Sprite like it's protein

[Verse 1:]
Red lean in a Fanta, you can't taste the caffeine
Customs stamp my passport, I'm on my way to Beijing
Smashin' on a trophy, crashin', I might OD
Checkin' out my moji
I just came from Oslo, Norway, everything was gourmet
A couple million worth in whips when I step out my doorway
I just, I just, I just throwed a bird away in Lenox
Went to Magic, throwed some racks, and nigga I ain't finished
Baby promise me you'll never go trip on what I be sippin'

[Refrain:]
I was drugged up on so many drugs
I just showed up in this bitch with some Latin Kings and some Bloods
I came through that bitch with 4 Trey and my cuz
We screamin' "ABK" nigga so you know what it was

[Hook x2]

[Verse 2:]
Fuck the jury, nigga, fuck the DA, nigga, fuck the judge, nigga
Order Mexicanos to push kilos to judge niggas
Fucked a bitch all in the shower, all in the tub, nigga
I'm Pablo, El Chapo to these lil' niggas
I got new scars, I got new cars, I'm a loose cannon
And I'm affiliated with them gangsta niggas like Don Cannon
I just, I just bought my bitch a new Celine
I just told my jeweler, "Go and make me 10 rings"
Yeah I won, I'm pimpin' on some bitches, call me Future Don Juan
I got Murder Squad with me and I brought your broad with me
Know some trigger happy niggas that'll go to war with me
And I'm Lil' Mexico until the Lord come get me

[Refrain]

[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"Side Effects"

"Side Effects"


[Verse:]
You pay my team
Hold down my crew
You wash my clothes
You buy my grocery
You stay up late
You say whatever
That's whatever it take
You fucking slick stuff
It ain't hard to tell
Ask so know how it feel
But read my mail
Baby, I suppose I take you serious
Keep talkin' dirty, I love to hear it

[Hook:]
Cause I never took nothin' from you
Just tell me what it cost
Bonds to the fire
And when we run to the finish
No screens, no cak
Cause I gotta be honest, if you want it all,
I give it to you
Side effects, no side effects
No side effects, I give it all to you
Side effects, I give it all to you

[Verse:]
My nigga stay floating across yo water
I give you pleasure, you play your part
I smoke too much, say you don't mind
At least you make, make up for your time
You fucking superstar, you fucking up
Ain't bout that talking, hey girl, are you sure?
Giving me some, never taking it back
Ain't no side effects, remember that

[Hook:]
Cause I never took nothin' from you
Just tell me what it cost
Bonds to the fire
And when we run to the finish
No screens, no cak
Cause I gotta be honest, if you want it all,
I give it to you
Side effects, no side effects
No side effects, I give it all to you
Side effects, I give it all to you

 

[fox69]

"Slave Master"

"Slave Master"



Jump out a new whip, nigga, I got my slave master
I pour two zips nigga I'm feelin' way better
I'm feelin' way better, I'm feelin' way better
I'm feelin' way better, I'm feelin' way better
Jump out a new whip, nigga, I got my slave master
I pour two zips nigga I'm feelin' way better
I'm feelin' way better, I'm feelin' way better
I'm feelin' way better, I'm feelin' way better

Brooklyn ridin' with us, got my jeweler ridin' with me
Watch us drift off this good doddy
I can't provoke, all these killas won't go though
Puttin' it in twelve o'clock, smash all the script
Put some ash in your bitch, she a rip
She came unfaithful off pill for real
Do it for niggas who here, do it for niggas who gone
Do it for Double he gone, do it for Double he gone
Do it the way that we want, do it the way that we want
Do it the way that you want
Stayin' true to this culture
Don't get culture to be your vulture
Put a pinky ring on my pinky finger
Got some VVS's on my middle finger
Fuck you pussy niggas, all you niggas get the middle finger
I'm just keepin' it trill with you

Jump out a new whip, nigga, I got my slave master
I pour two zips nigga I'm feelin' way better
I'm feelin' way better, I'm feelin' way better
I'm feelin' way better, I'm feelin' way better
Jump out a new whip, nigga, I got my slave master
I pour two zips nigga I'm feelin' way better
I'm feelin' way better, I'm feelin' way better
I'm feelin' way better, I'm feelin' way better

Got a bail on ya, tryna smoke one
Got a clean watch with no diamonds in it
Got a fresh spot with that molly in it
Got a tint ol' coupe, four choppas in it
With a pound of Mary, I'm busy
I'm drinkin' the codeine, I feel it
I'm rollin' the dope and I feel it
I fuck with your ho, she can get it
I'm stack up some chickens and get it
Gon' sell a bill in the trap
We gon' put your hood on the map
Show all them bitches you care
Show all them bitches you real
I see how they watch and they imitate me
This gold AP got 'em fascinated
Ain't no fabrication, I'm on medication
Cough syrup, I'm infatuated
Got your old girl she infatuated
Call her right now if you need me
I'mma try to be there if you need me
Try my best to be there if you need me
I'm keepin' my word on everythin'
Put some Aquafina on another ring
I'm the sky's pain when I make it rain
When I hit the club and I make it rain
When I pulled up, you know how I came

Jump out a new whip, nigga, I got my slave master
I pour two zips nigga I'm feelin' way better
I'm feelin' way better, I'm feelin' way better
I'm feelin' way better, I'm feelin' way better
Jump out a new whip, nigga, I got my slave master
I pour two zips nigga I'm feelin' way better
I'm feelin' way better, I'm feelin' way better
I'm feelin' way better, I'm feelin' way better

Brooklyn ridin' with us, got my jeweler ridin' with me
Do it for double he gone, do it for double he gone
Long live A$AP Yams, long live A$AP Yams
Long live A$AP Yams, I'm on that codeine right now
Long live A$AP Yams, long live A$AP Yams
Long live A$AP Yams, I'm on that codeine right now