Future

[fox69]

"Drunk In Love (Remix)"
(originally by Beyoncé)

"Drunk In Love (Remix)"
(originally by Beyoncé)



[Verse 1]
I've been drinking, I been drinking
I'm off that vodka ain't no telling what a while
Nigga thinking what he thinking, yeah
Ain't no thoughts all I know is
I won't judge you no I...
Baby I won't judge you
Ain't no police around here baby I won't judge you
Wee-ow-wee wee-ow-wee
Drunk in love
That's how ya feelin', that's how ya feelin'
And I'm decided 'bout your comfort level while I'm drilling, while I'm drilling
Fuck them bands girl me and you going for a million and a billion
And I can't keep my fucking eyes off you
I won't switch you, no no
Just tryin' creep but your boyfriend here he won't let you

[Bridge]
We woke up in the kitchen screaming 'how this shit happen to us?' oh baby
Drunk in love
One thing I remember that beautiful body off inside one club
Drunk in love

[Verse 2]
Get the flame in that lighter
You gon' get the pussy and diaper
You done got me all inside her
When a nigga get the pussy I bite her
You call me the young Mike Tyson
Ay, I'm pouring that drink on top of you
And I'mma sip it all off of you
Sip, sip, sip
Sipping on some champagne
Fucking up the bitch brain
Changing up your last name
Fucking in my gold chains (woo)
Got you higher than an airplane
You get that hyping on that dick, Soul Train
Mix that Spade in that syrup
If I do say so myself
I pour a cup of dirty Sprite
And I drink it by myself
Pussy soaking like some ally water
Did it on the steps
We done did it everywhere
And them other place that's left
Honest

 

[fox69]

"Easter Pink"

"Easter Pink"


(Ayee...lemme get a 8th a dat,)
(Yu kno wat im sayin pourin up by da treys)
(Yeaa aye wat ya sippin boii,aye wat ya sippin boii)
(Zone 1, Zone 6, Zone errwhere)

[Chorus:]
Got a pocket full a money and I'm sippin Easter pink
Diamonds round my neck same color Easter pink
Gotta college girl she wanna sip dat Easter pink
Fuck yu drinkin on mane I'm drinkin Easter pink
I'm sippin Easter pink, I'm sippin Easter pink,
Im sippin Easter pink, I'm sippin Easter pink,
I'm sippin Easter pink, I'm sippin Easter pink
I'm sippin Easter pink, I'm sippin Easter pink

[Verse 1:]
Pocket full a faces got standin by da scene
Purple codeine inside a nigga driiink
Presidential rolley had 2 take out a lens
If yu wasn't gettin money nigga den we need 2 leave
Dirty ass cup drive a dirty ass car
Stankin ass kush stuffed in a nigga gar
Came 2 get da game up Future Brett Farve
Camouflage ready I'm prepared 2 go 2 war
Before dis rap shir I was a neighborhood star
Campaign global na I'm gon up 2 mars
Dis fo da dope boys posted up on boulevard
Zone 1 treys zone 6 2 5th ward

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
I got a pint a activist sippin on shony
Shawty wanna hit it cuz she kno a nigga on it
I woke up wit her sippin early good mornin
Pancake eggs sausage cups yea yu want it
Face it dog if yu can sip like me 2
1 cup ice hell naw! Imma need 2
Drink codeine wit no bubble dats a clean juice
Pour me up a 4 gotta nigga flowin supa cool
I'm sippin Easter bunny, pocket full a money
Aquafina icy like a water faucet runnin
Strong pack bunnin diamonds come from johnny
Find out da Louis store I already done it

[Chorus]

[Verse 3:]
Gotta swisher sweet filled wit 94 supreme
We gon? Highway call it gasoline
Winnin wit da green way before Charlie sheen
Took a hit a lean ridin wit dem Yao Mings
2 white cups filled all way up
Dark pink drank same color robintussin
Yu pourin Georgia money nigga sprite dirty as fuck
Diamonds wit cut coupe wit da guts
Money pizza hut spikes on my chucks
Jeffery in L.A dey send me Christian Loubuotin
Bell harbor in Miami mail me all my Loubuotin
No matter way yu at nigga we drankin bubble gum!

[Chorus:]

 

[fox69]

"Everything Ours"
(feat. Young Scooter)

"Everything Ours"
(feat. Young Scooter)



[Intro:]
You know what I'm sayin'?
This that Freebandz shit, you hear me?
Get your money
SCL to ATL

[Hook:]
That money bring you power
Good pills and no that powder
We chokin' off that sour
And all this money ours
That money bring you power
Them bills and that powder
We chockin off that sour
And all these bitches ours

[Verse 1:]
I'm leanin' like I'm on a fifth of Henny
I been turned up' like they here from the beginning
I'm in the space, girl, you know sky's not my limit
I keep some racks on me like I be playin' tennis
My girl she wakin' up and she ain't shop at Lennox
She string it out, we at Bell Harbor and we spendin'
I'm in that Lamborghini, no it's not no rented
You see this ice on me and all my windows tinted
She want that Rover, I'm a go and put her in it
I'm like doja, I'm a go and jump up in it
She on that Miley Cyrus ain't nobody business
She told her friends I'm braggin', on her way of hittin' it

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Young Scooter]
I got money, I got power, I was born with respect
I know how them bails look, with your dope I gotta check
Threw 60 on my wrist, 120 round my neck
Just to flex last Sunday, 50 thousand on a bet
30 thousand dollar Rolly, got it draped up in baguettes
20 thousand dollars flights, Freebandz ridin' jets
A lot of rappers get extorted, gotta pay for they respect
We record on gold mics 'cause we don't make nothin' but hits
And I got your bitch with me, she the driver on the licks
Six bricks zone six, niggas 'bout them Franklins
I'm a certified plug nigga, I always got it in
I supply all the drugs, tell me what you tryna spend

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Fetti"

"Fetti"


Freebandz Sunny in this motherfucker
Original Black Migo gang
Yo Metro, yo Metro, yo Metro

[Hook:]
Don't make me go and get the Wraith
I'm tryna dodge another case
Order Ace of Spades by the case
Tell 'em shoot the nigga in his face
I keep a pack of wolves by the safe
I rob the bank, I'm goin' on a chase
I hear the styrofoam, they goin' crazy
I got my chains on, they like lasers
And you gon' make me go and get the carbon
And I was tacky back when I was starvin'
And I ain't lookin' back with these fortunes
I'm pickin' up hella endorsements
My chain is yellow on yellow
My bitch, she's yellow on yellow
In the kitchen remixin' this yola
They ran out of red, I'm drinkin' on yellow
Tell me you came with the 'fetti
Tell me you came with some 'fetti
Tell me you came with some 'fetti
Tell me you came with the 'fetti
Tell me you came with the 'fetti
Tell me you came with some 'fetti
Tell me you came with the 'fetti
Tell me you came with some 'fetti

[Verse 1:]
'Fetti, 'fetti, 'fetti, 'fetti
Reincarnated Makaveli
Audemars Piguet a presi (presi)
Presidential with a bezzy (bezzy)
And I'm sharper than a machete
I done made it, now I'm greedy
Takin' the codeine, it's red
I shake it up in a Tahiti
200 somethin' sittin' on the dash
The Bentley Spur makin' 'em crash
Sippin' codeine, rollin' grass
I don't agree what you're doin'
I don't agree who you're screwin'
I fucked around, opened a traphouse in Europe
I fucked around, throwed away all of my problems
They ran out of singles, I'm throwin' up hundreds

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
Tell me you came with the wax
Man, I'm about flippin' some stacks
Man, I'm about flippin' some racks
I had to flip me some racks
You can treasure and honor this
I'm the one breakin' my promises
I started losin' my conscience
We creepin' like Jeepers Creepers
That codeine is sleepy, sleepy
That codeine, it got us so sleepy
I'm plannin' on savin' my soul
Ain't fuckin' 'round savin' no hoes
I burn up a zip, that's a' O
You can smell all this weed on my clothes

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Finessin"

"Finessin"


[Intro: Future]
One thing about me, I know how to get out the mud nigga
Fly shit on
Rags to riches
I ain't lookin' back
Yeah, F.B.G.
We global now nigga
Payin' dues

[Hook: Future]
Finessin', Finessin', Finessin', Finessin', Finessin', Finessin'
Finessin', we came up from nothin'
Finessin', Finessin', Finessin', Finessin', Finessin', Finessin'
Finessin', we went from rags to riches

[Verse 1: Future]
Whippin' up that Frank Lucas
Cookin' up that Young Poochie
Beamer cool with a clear view
Got 'Rari with the clear view
Trapped out I'm on CNN
Space shuttle I done went to Mars
Call this bitch who can taste the dick
Got a gutter bitch gonna take a charge
Went to Paris on a weekday
And I'm comin' back in a couple months
Everyday I wake up
I'm drinkin' lean, I'm smokin' blunts
Dropped out of my high school
Then I went and copped me a drop top
Got residue on my dreadlocks
My whole style unorthodox
Tradin' in my hand scale
Started sellin', them big bells
30 bricks by 30 bricks
I could sell a nigga some oatmeal
Sell a nigga some horse feed
Cashin' out for a hundred pounds
Sell a nigga some A-1
I'll cook it up for you right now

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Future]
Credit card my swipe game
I strike off like lightning
Fuck with me, my lick game
... excite me
I'm takin' off like MJ
My check game like Nike
Anytime I get that cash
That cash make me hyphy
I'm jumpin' off my products
Stackin' up my dollars
I stay chasin that guala
Ain't no turnin' up my collar
Represent my city
Nigga want game gotta pay pesos
That pink inside my Styrofoam
Got yellow bones on my iPhone
Runnin' up like a treadmill
Conversation gotta pay field...
Everything I wear nigga
Is Farrago in public
High top Margiela's
Thousand dollars for a sweater
Money talk no pressure
Everything disrespectful

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"First Class Flights"

"First Class Flights"


[Intro:]
I ain't tripping off no pussy
Freeband Gang

[Hook:]
I'm flying first class flights on these pussy niggas
I just found that was yo wife I got that pussy nigga
I rock a whole lot of ice on a pussy nigga
I'm changing up my foreign cars on these pussy niggas
I'm balling like I'm in the NBA on pussy niggas
I'm kicking shit in Louie like a soccer ball nigga
You see me splurging on my nerves & to these pussy niggas
I got my check & I be working on these pussy niggas

[Verse 1:]
I'm living larger, the richer part or I'm spitting lava
I'm getting that paper, I ain't slowing down, nigga I enjoy it
When you get famous they hate it, its like you can't avoid it
I'm in the front of plane sitting right next to the driver
You ain't nothing but some cheap pussy lil nigga I'll buy ya
I got em scared, I'm attacking niggas like Michael Myers
I be directicting my own movies, I'm Future Tyler
I stay connected, I'm shipping it, I'm my own supplier
I get to moving & flipping it, set the trap on fire
You cooking dope & shoot pistols well then you getting higher
You got to know how to sell whatever thats all required
I'm looking at all these niggas funny, Richard Pryor

[Hook]

[Verse 2:]
I got my feet up, I'm kicking it like I'm David Beckham
Ima' keep it trill nigga, I'm on another level
V & G And BBG I'm folding Versace sweaters
They want me to be the one to take them up out the ghetto
I can't take no sauce my nigga I'm trying to stack it tall
I was talking to the pilot, by then we taking off
I just left the city, got some head from the flight attendant
I'm in a grill like a dentist & all my clips extended
I put the ice in the chain thats how they recommend it
I don't know these bitches name, I know these bitches switching
They go smash me cause I'm Future nigga cause I ain't tricking
If she worthy Ima' let her fly with me, long distance

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Fishscale"

"Fishscale"


"Aye, The streets callin, imma pick up hold up hold up"

"I'm selling that good caine, got dope under my fingernail,
I keep me some good white (coke), its going on retail (clearance)
puttin bitches on detail, just so I can eat well,
we cooking up that fish scale, its going on retail (ya ya)"

All this dope on me, I'm bout to explode,
I got a bomb on me, [?] and go straight to the bowl,
I had to cook it up myself and bring it all back,
it hit the block every day, nigga run up them stacks,
he jumped it all he jumped it all like me (like future), nuh-uhhh
our house is a 100 degrees (straight up), where I'm from
I put that kush in my lungs, I count up chips,
water water water, bag up them zips,
work your wrist, cook that fish, 36, in a brick,
get a flock and make a fist, get a pot,
find a bitch, open shop, this ya spot, at her house, trap it out

"I'm selling that good caine, got dope under my fingernail,
I keep me some good white (coke), its going on retail (clearance)
puttin bitches on detail, just so I can eat well,
we cooking up that fish scale, its going on retail (ya ya)"

Bitch I want the yayo, like Boston and Diego (boss),
stacking cake like leggos, all that work is paid for
we cashin out and lay low, pockets in the kitchen,
we'll touch down the ocho, we don't never close,
24, uncold, ice like super bowl, talk to migo,
tell him bring that twerkalator, make sure the fish A-1
make sure this fish, you gotta have that clean when you remix,
I could put a brick together like a puzzle,
I'm in the middle of the street with j's' in a huddle
my clientele love me, I don't have to touch em,
this money comin in, nigga I can't trust ya,

"I'm selling that good caine, got dope under my fingernail,
I keep me some good white (coke), its going on retail (clearance)
puttin bitches on detail, just so I can eat well,
we cooking up that fish scale, its going on retail (ya ya)"

I burnt up two cell phones, just this week,
I'm startin to work off the boost since my mix-tape got leaked,
it was soft now its hard like concrete under ya feet,
I turned my grandma house to a drug store, we serving all week,
what ya order is, I pay the water bills (round here), water crystal clear,
dope is out of here, I got that earl malone coke jumping out the gym,
straight drop [?]
smoke up smoke up smoke up, if you a smoker,
I got that crack for you in my toaster,
if you get too close sir Imma have to roast ya,
have the cash in ya hand when you approach a roller,

"I'm selling that good caine, got dope under my fingernail,
I keep me some good white (coke), its going on retail (clearance)
puttin bitches on detail, just so I can eat well,
we cooking up that fish scale, its going on retail (ya ya)"

 

[fox69]

"Fo Real"
(feat. Drake)

"Fo Real"
(feat. Drake)



[Hook: Future]
It’s over 25 girls in my section
Lets make a movie tonight, you won’t regret it
Fo real, Fo real
You know the money bring the cars, the cars bring the hoes
Rockstar life, thats how it goes
Fo real Fo real

[Bridge: Future]
We got that drink, hell yeah we got that drink
They wanna pop champagne, yeah they wanna drink
Fo real, Fo real

[Verse 1: Future]
They wish they were rockstars like us
I bet you wishing they could get fly like us
The same gang of niggas in here with money on us
We got them mollies in here, they mix that Xan and that Tuss
Ain’t go to church this Sunday but I had church
I paid my tithes with them strippers, bought the bitch a purse
I’m on a whole other planet, never on the Earth
I brought my whole hood with me and we goin’ berserk

[Bridge: Future]

[Hook: Future]

[Verse 2: Drake]
Even though I used to act, man, this shit is not a act, nigga
I have never lied on a track, only facts, nigga
A lot of people willin’ to back that, and if you backtrack
I spoke about this comin’ to fruition in my raps, nigga
Yeah; then it happened, nigga, wassup, nigga?
You just jealous, you just bitter, shut the fuck up
This that I been on a roll shit, I’m back on my old shit
416, we know your bitch, that Free Band OVO shit, fo’ real.

[Bridge: Future]

[Hook: Future]

[Verse 3: Future]
I be splurgin’, Christian Dior, I got Chanel on order
I met that girl and had to spoil her ‘cause that girl’s so loyal
I met her when she was a dime and turned into a quarter
We drank champagne just like it’s water, drink that liquor like water
Nigga told me: ho bitch – that’s when I went hard
I bought some guns, I bought some ice and bought some more lawyers
You try and take what I done sacrificed and worked hard for
I’m in that mode, I’m in that zone like when a nigga raw
I’m celebratin’ every day, goddamn it I could be starvin’
Let’s have a toast to all my niggas runnin’ up in apartments
We had a good year this year, we made a lot of fortunes
And we very fortunate…

[Bridge: Future]

 

[fox69]

"Forever Eva"

"Forever Eva"


Yeah, on everything
La Familia, forever
Future Hendrix, forever
The Wizard, Fire Marshall, Super

[Hook:]
I get that cash forever, ever
I blow that money forever, ever
Ride in that coupe forever, ever
Hang out the brain forever, ever
Fuck all the fame forever, ever
I get them racks forever, ever
I get them racks forever, ever
I rob them racks forever, ever
Maison Margiela forever, ever
I'm in designer forever, ever
I'm in designer forever, ever
Hell yeah forever, ever
I sell them birds forever, ever
I rep the hood forever, ever
I rep the city forever, ever
I rep my city forever, ever, yeah!
Forever, ever, ever, ever
Forever, ever, ever, ever
Yeah, that's my bitch forever, ever
The love that we got is forever, ever
I got ya back forever, ever

I hit the lot with them racks on me
I went to court with that pack on me
I had that weed and that molly on me
I pour that lean by the gallon gallon
I got some rings and they metal yellow
Put 25 bitches in Margiela
My heart in the ghetto, it's permanent
I'm stuck in the trenches, it's permanent
I swear I be hearing my grand daddy talk to me
Stack up the mills [?]
Rap for these niggas who loyal
They gave me away, I'm a orphan
Middle finger to my daddy, yeah
I had to get designer pair to wear
Pop a few shots on 'em, yeah, yeah
I lay 'n' play up in Bora Bora
[?]
I know the ways of them people
I seen the doubt in they faces
Niggas ain't think I would make it
I did this shit, no limitation
Prosperity, they no hesitation
I keep on moving that work, then I pull off in a spaceship

[Hook]

I had some dirt on my shoulder, I wiped it off like I was Jigga, mane
That thrilla manilla, mane
I growed up with dealers, mane
I worked in the cold with that pole on me
And then I went straight to that bowl on me
That yola right there on the stove
Stuff all that guala in shoe boxes
These bitches be loving my caterings
I told her, "on top I'm an alien"
Survive the trenches with wolves
I got it and blew out the roof
Put two dollars in change on the coupe
Put change on your head and you're done
I got you hit up with drug money
Aggravated by the bullshit
Told you I ain't have a conscience
Fuck around and kill ya mama
In them Maison's, I'm framed like Jason
That's Maison Margiela, ya follow me?
I be everywhere a dollar be
I done made it out the poverty
I can see 'em when they doubted me
No, they should've never doubted me

[Hook]

[OGD:]
We'll take your Freebandz pass, Brother
If you get caught turnt down, your Freebandz pass is revoked
Turn up! Hello

 

[fox69]

"Freak Hoe"

"Freak Hoe"


Freak ho, Freak ho
Freak ho, Freak ho

Freak ho, freak ho
Bounce that ass make your knees touch your elbows
Freak ho, freak ho
Bounce that ass make your knees touch your elbows
Free dope, free coke, lay it down
Niggas kickin' in your front door
Free dope, free coke, lay it down
Niggas kickin' in your front door

Titanic on my wrist, bad bitch on my dick
Build a donut in the 6, I just drove by Magic City
Put the heroine in the bricks, put the heroine in the bricks
Put the heroine in the bricks, make the change, I get it
On a worldwide treasure hunt, blowin' good get it
Pretty girls reppin' pretty gangs fuckin' wit the kiddo
Type to fuck a hood nigga good then tell em get on
Went from 5 on the indo 30 rounds in the extendo
Fuck a friend tho ain't pretend tho nigga comin' through sprayin' at the window
Keep the memo, got a line I'm tryna wipe her
I ain't even got no info, the billi cold like a nigga ridin' in a limo
I been in the pussy all day, at the cribbo
I fuck a bitch she tell her friend I lost her free promo
I love a freak ho tho

Freak ho, freak ho
Bounce that ass make your knees touch your elbows
Freak ho, freak ho
Bounce that ass make your knees touch your elbows
Free dope, free coke, lay it down
Niggas kickin' in your front door
Free dope, free coke, lay it down
Niggas kickin' in your front door

Pour a lot of dirty soda in some bad bitches
Pussy rose off some coke tryn overdose
Made a ho eat a ho cuz she a broke ho
Got that check on me nigga that's a 44
My cuban links bigger than a wu tang
Lil nigga take your head off for a new chain
I send some bitch I just ain't right
I ride around town with a AR

Freak ho, freak ho
Bounce that ass make your knees touch your elbows
Freak ho, freak ho
Bounce that ass make your knees touch your elbows
Free dope, free coke, lay it down
Niggas kickin' in your front door
Free dope, free coke, lay it down
Niggas kickin' in your front door
[x2]