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"Smoke & Mirrors"

"Smoke & Mirrors"


Most of this shit smoke and mirrors

[Chorus:]
Don't believe what they tell you Smoke and Mirrors!
Half that shit they sell you Smoke and Mirrors!
You know you gotta hit Smoke and Mirror!
You niggas can't be serious!

Don't believe what they tell you Smoke and Mirrors!
I know you bitches feelin' it Smoke and Mirrors!
They wanna see ya fade Smoke and Mirrors!
You niggas can't be serious!

They gas you up like AMACO and feel your head with lies
Tell the team that got you here they ain't worthy for the ride
You need to cut em off immediately they not good for you
They tell you anything you wanna here but it's up to you to know
what's really going on thinks of what the fakest
Everything that glitters ain't gold have patience
They rather see you fall
They don't wanna see you ball
They gone try they damn best to come between in you all

Put the picture in the media bout the drama
Don't know heart or work it took from them summers
Now they wanna add you on Twitter like they yo kin
WHAT THE FUCK GOING ON
Nigga I know you ain't my friend

[Chorus]

I camoflauge my jacket blendin' in with the snakes
I'm drinkin' on some active and I swear I taste like grapes (Lean)
I got to be on drugs just to deal with the fake
This shit going on in the industry ain't no way am relate
You got to keep it real with the niggas that's around you
The ones that who was there before the fame, the ones that keep you grounded
You gotta show love to the hood in every county
Every City, every girl a kissin' baby, hugging mothers
Them old folks they fuck with Future like they young again
Ain't no way I'm a let you hold me back I'm going in
My top off go and kicks some rocks off nigga fucking with a young boss

[Chorus]
 
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"Smoke And Mirrors"

"Smoke And Mirrors"


Most of this shit smoke and mirrors

[CHORUS]
Don't believe what they tell you Smoke and Mirrors!!
Half that shit they sell you Smoke and Mirrors!!
You know you gotta hit Smoke and Mirror!!
You niggas can't be serious!!

Don't believe what they tell you Smoke and Mirrors!!
I know you bitches feelin' it Smoke and Mirrors!!
They wanna see ya fade Smoke and Mirrors!!
You niggas can't be serious!!

They gas you up like AMACO and feel your head with lies
Tell the team that got you here they ain't worthy for the ride
You need to cut em off immediately they not good for you
They tell you anything you wanna here but its up to you to know whats really going on thinks of what the fakest
Everything that glitters ain't gold have patience
They rather see you fall
They don't wanna see you ball
They gone try they damn best to come between in you all

Put the picture in the media bout the drama
Don't know heart or work it took from them summers
Now they wanna add you on Twitter like they yo kin
WHAT THE FUCK GOING ON
Nigga I know you ain't my friend

[CHORUS]

I camoflauge my jacket blendin' in with the snakes
I'm drinkin' on some active and I swear I taste like grapes (Lean)
I got to be on drugs just to deal with the fake
This shit going on in the industry ain't no way am relate
You got to keep it real with the niggas that's around you
The ones that who was there before the fame, the ones that keep you grounded
You gotta show love to the hood in every county
Every City, every gurl a kissin' baby, hugging mothers
Them old folks they fuck with Future like they young again
Ain't no way Imma let you hold me back I'm going in
My top off go and kicks some rocks off nigga fucking with a young boss

[CHORUS]
 
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"Space Cadets"

"Space Cadets"



5, 4, 3, 2, 1
We have a lift off
Turn up, turn up, turn up
Eskimo
Yeah, The coolest DJ
Space cadets nigger
Astronaut
DJ X ray nigger

We're so space cadets
Came to strictly dance
Shake on the downer speaker side
On my face
Show respect
I'm a rock star
Yeah nigger, outer space
I'm a rock star
Yeah, yeah, I'm out of space

I'm a rock star
Outer space
Penthouse
Had a way
Found blue
Getaway
King of Dallas
Boy I lay
Yeah
Fill this window who we want to play
3 bad A 1 OBG
Man we glory ate
Yeah we selling print a coke
Have a drink
Have a toast
Nigger we don't brag a boss
So good, Rolls Royce
Never keen the door
Suicide
Open up
You bag now
Your casket closed
I'm in NASA
Out of here
3 karats in my ear
I can make it disappear
Drape like a chandelier
Astronaut when I slip
Racks on
Racks now
Understanding crystal clear

We're so space cadets
Came to strictly dance
Shake on the downer speaker side
On my face
Show respect
I'm a rock star
Yeah nigger, outer space
I'm a rock star
Yeah, yeah, I'm out of space

We're so space cadets
Came to strictly dance
Shake on the downer speaker side
On my face
Show respect
I'm a rock star
Yeah nigger, outer space
I'm a rock star
Yeah, yeah, I'm out of space

I'm drinking all dirty
Our wrist cost the thirty
My chain in the ocean
I'm floating and rolling
Skeletons on my arm
Skeletons on my back
Andrew Williams on my tats
Benjamin's in my rags
Go spice up my comforts
Cause I'm a phrase on my eye
She clanking on movies now
So media they no surprised
Started in crack houses
Not really mansions
We're the finesse gang
We going to spend it
I talked to a crazy chick
I keep me a dog chick
I got me a combination
Bitches want freaky sex
A black and a white girl
Can mimic a cipher
Banged them …
Something spectacular
There's a place to dance
People strictly dance

We're so space cadets
Came to strictly dance
Shake on the downer speaker side
On my face
Show respect
I'm a rock star
Yeah nigger, outer space
I'm a rock star
Yeah, yeah, I'm out of space

We're so space cadets
Came to strictly dance
Shake on the downer speaker side
On my face
Show respect
I'm a rock star
Yeah nigger, outer space
I'm a rock star
Yeah, yeah, I'm out of space

Future, astronaut status
Turn your time nigger
 
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"Spaz On Yall"

"Spaz On Yall"


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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Special"
(feat. Young Scooter)



Freeband Gang!
Its only the chosen ones
That come from nothing and make millions
And can tell you doing it

[Hook:]
You ain't even trynna be special
You ain't even trynna be special
You ain't even trynna be special
I thought you was someone special

[Verse 1 - Future:]
You keep breaking down in front of me
How thats gon' look to my niggas when they honor me
I set the tone of this i can't let no one intervene
You can't take my pressure you probably be done blowed your brain
These bitches wanna' use everything i worked for the fame
You know the dues i paid but the money drive em' insane
They wanna go to court and sue me and take everythang
This double working on yo niggas and they taking aim
Im on the hide and imma stay up here right with the planes
You got a grammy and young nigga on that purple drank
Im a motherfucking astronaut and I'm untamed
I made a million off of metro ask the dope game
I booked the show up and rock the show up like some cocaine

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Future:]
I bag bitches Burkin bag on bad bitches
Rags to riches I had it never lost it
I stayed at it i stayed flossing'
I been sleeping' in dope houses
My mind wasn't even there nigga
Im rare nigga
I been there nigga starving
My confidence been there nigga
When i was serving off them quarters
You wouldn't even though we had a plug
You wouldn't even think we had a plug
From corner bricks I been special
From corner bricks I been special
We here nigga
They counted us out we bounce back nigga
Now they back round with us
Like they was hustlin' back wit us
When we was puttin' that real on top fake in the middle
Turn that cake into some ice nigga
Its black migo for life
Black migo gang we here the original salute!

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Future:]
His momma hate me her mamma hate me
They hate I made it
They love when I struggle they love when I suffer
I got all the scars to prove it
I took my scars and made a movie
I got all my niggas with me through the bad and the good
I got all my jewels on me and I'm still in the hood
I can never stop from grinding cause I made it out the mud
I can never forget when I was on the block selling drugs
Codeine calm my nerves I was getting high since a kid
I took all my problems and I turned it all into hits
I can channel my anger now I can go make me some billions
They trynna' predict my next move but I say fuck politics
Long as I stick to the formula I'm never gon' switch
Freeband gang for life thats the blueprint

[Hook]

[Outro - Young Scooter:]
Juug!
Juug!
Juug!
Count Up!
Young Scooter
Black Migo Gang
 
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"Stick Talk"

"Stick Talk"



Took a shot of Henney, I've been going brazy, brazy
They say my whole hood got it under investigation
They know they talk that stick talk, that stick talk
They know we talk that lick talk, that lick talk

10 million dollars cash, fuck a friend
Started sipping syrup, I've been geeked ever since
Gotta keep that heat on the scene ever since
You know we talk that stick talk, that stick talk
I'm 'bout to fuck this cash up on a new toy
'Bout to fuck this cash up on a new toy
You can't understand us cause you're too soft
Taliban bands, run 'em straight through the machinery

They came through with a stick and you heard it
They came through in this bitch and they were swerving
I can't believe the blood ain't on my shirt
Because he got hit close-range
We be talking stick talk, we be talking bricks too
We be talking lick talk, and I'mma fuck your bitch too
I ain't got no manners for no sluts
I'mma put my thumb in her butt

Took a shot of Henney, I've been going brazy, brazy
They say my whole hood got it under investigation
They know they talk that stick talk, that stick talk
They know we talk that lick talk, that lick talk

10 million dollars cash, fuck a friend
Started sipping syrup, I've been geeked ever since
Gotta keep that heat on the scene ever since
You know we talk that stick talk, that stick talk
I'm 'bout to fuck this cash up on a new toy
'Bout to fuck this cash up on a new toy
You can't understand us cause you're too soft
Taliban bands, run 'em straight through the machinery

I'mma tell a lie under oath
I can see it in your eyes, you want boat
I forgot, ain't got a word on body count
Riding in the club, barely tripping now
Ordered up a sofa, told her "ride me round the whole world"
I was on the E-way with that molly and that old girl
Get a little cheaper, you could win
Get it little harder, get the Benz

10 million dollars cash, fuck a friend
Started sipping syrup, I've been geeked ever since
Gotta keep that heat on the scene ever since
You know we talk that stick talk, that stick talk
I'm 'bout to fuck this cash up on a new toy
'Bout to fuck this cash up on a new toy
You can't understand us cause you're too soft
Taliban bands, run 'em straight through the machinery

Fully loaded whip, fully loaded clips
Fuck her with my niggas, I ain't smoke a zoot
Red eyes in, I got them zones with me
Taliban bands, run 'em straight through the machinery

Took a shot of Henney, I've been going brazy, brazy
They say my whole hood got it under investigation
They know they talk that stick talk, that stick talk
They know we talk that lick talk, that lick talk

10 million dollars cash, fuck a friend
Started sipping syrup, I've been geeked ever since
Gotta keep that heat on the scene ever since
You know we talk that stick talk, that stick talk
 
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"Straight Up"

"Straight Up"


[Intro]
Yeah, Yeah yeah yeah
Freebandz Bought A Building
Straight Up
Aye,

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

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

[Hook]

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

[Hook]
 
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"Substitute Everything"

"Substitute Everything"


[Hook]
I’m takin pain pills, I’m takin pain pills (why?)
Wishing it can take away the pain
Smoke a lot of kush, I smoke a lot of kush (for what?)
Thinking I can blow away some things
I’m sippin codeine, I’m sippin codeine (why you sippin?)
Wishing I could slow down fame
(How you manage this lifestyle?)
I’m tryin' to substitute everything
I'm tryin' to substitute everything
I’m tryin' to substitute everything
I’m tryin' to substitute everything
I’m tryin' to substitute everything

[Verse 1]
Today I took a Xanax, I started miss some family
I don't see them as much, I know they feel abandoned
I'm workin til I pass out and I don't understand it
From where I come from every moment we tryna take advantage
I got my prescription prescribed and I ain't hit the pharmacy
I got some homies that done died been on my mind mentally
Roll up the kush and let’s get high and take off to a galaxy
I just wanna be in my zone where nothing bothers me

[Hook]

[Verse 2]
I believe hard times made me like this
I don’t leave the studio, I like making hits
There’s broken relationships that I can’t fix
I got bad habits I picked up I can’t kick
I need my herb, I need my syrup
Now I’m free like a bird
I make a lot of millz, I had to pop a pill
Just to get a thrill You don't know how I feel

[Hook]

[Verse 3]
This bitch filed for child-support like I don’t take care of my child
She want them stacks I got on me, she wanna see me down
I had to take a molly, it lift me off the ground
I watch my dreams come true, I wish my granddad see me now (rest in peace)
I’m tryin to keep everybody happy, bringing me stress
Everything come and collect, when I'm smoking on sex (Kush)
Maybe this is the sound of faith, maybe this a test
I spend a lot of money so I don’t get depressed

[Hook]
 
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"Swap It Out"

"Swap It Out"



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

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

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

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

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

I swapped out my true religion
Put on my robin jeans
I swapped out dat clean sprite
Mixed it with codeine
I swapped out dat old school
Pulled up in dat new thing
I swapped out a portal beacon
And now I'm talking Japanese
I swapped out my hood fame
Now I got global status
Swapped out that ratchet hoe
Cause my bitch the baddest
Swapped out the recipe
Make my pockets fatter
Swapped out dem vv ones
Now I got better carots
 
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"T-Shirt"

"T-Shirt"


[Intro - Future:]
You woke up feelin way better
Way better than the day you did before
You got the whole world in the palm of your hands
You had to let it go

DJ C-Money in this motherfucker...
La Familia...
Freeband Gang...
We global now...

[Hook - Future:]
Got my t-shirt game crazy, I'm goin' money crazy
All this money confiscatin' ain't no imitatin
All it took was some patience-Niggas still hatin
Mo' money and mo' problems, ain't no imitatin'
Glock 40, lemme squeeze, why you better tote it
Strippers, money, weed, Young Future I promote it
Like when I was sellin rocks nigga I'm still hungry
Quarter million, all hundreds, got em all on me

[Verse 1 - Future:]
Hell ya, bout that lifestyle, products on me right now
Had to pay my lawyer off cause nigga I don't do trial
Bitches I don't do trial, you can keep your comments
I be gettin' this money, bout to fuckin vomit
30 on my stomach, tell me "how bad do you want it?"
Prada's what I'm rockin', Alexander got me cocky
All that damn finessin' and I took off like the Jetsons
All that damn stressin' and a nigga start progressin'
Yeah Yeah

[Hook - Future]

[Verse 2 - Future:]
Ain't no sympathy nigga, ain't no sympathy nigga!
You remember me nigga, know you remember me nigga!
I'm a whip up in them foreigns make you envy me nigga
I'm gone whip up in them foreigns make you envy me nigga
I got that sack out the front door and I went skraight through the back
I was fucked up and starvin', I go stand right in that trap
I'm bout to sell me some yayo, I gotta jug out in Clay Co
I won't wear em no more, if those shoes a day old
See I consist and I am, see I persist and I am
I woke up in that Bugatti, went and bought me three Lambs
That's an Aventador nigga, that cost a hundred a piece
I went so hard in the streets, I'm bout to have me a feast

[Hook]
 
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