Futuristic

[fox69]

"Feel Good"

"Feel Good"


[Intro:]
Yo, yo, yo, yo, yo, hide yo kids, hide yo wife
We raping everybody out here, you know what I'm saying?
Shmang, shmang, pow, pow, ah, yo, yo

[Verse 1:]
Back with the better flow, live the life you'll never know
Got this model, bent one time, that's what I call a centrefold
Bitches at my shows, I replays on them, my Pick-n-Rolls
They love the show nigga that's got it popping
Like sausage on a kitchen stove, whoa
I'm doing everything they wish they did
I'm bringing home the bacon like I skinned a pig
Put my CD on your christmas list
These niggas is trash, they should wear a bag like Missy did
I ain't playing no more, I do everything that I say
And I don't go to the club, 'less a nigga 'bout to get paid
I'm pulling up in all black, with my shades on like I'm Blade
There's a lot of fish in the sea, I keep all of mine in the tank, ah
Twenty-three making more money than your mother
Took some uppers
Now I'm bouncing 'round the club, just like I'm Flubber
And I travel like a trucker, all my shows is doing numbers
I been good for 'bout four years, Oklahoma City Thunder, sheesh

[Hook x2:]
And that shit make you feel good
And that shit make you feel good
And that shit make you feel good
But if it don't, I got some other shit that still could

[Verse 2:]
Back with the hottest sauce, looking like a fucking boss
Making money, yours is slimming down, we call that Ricky Ross
Lyrics stuck in everybody mouth, they need dental floss
Wanna shake my hand, I'll leave you hanging like a fricking cross
(On a chain of course)
Ah, yeah, I got the game on pad lock
Gummy bears all on my calves, they still black socks
I got a drunk cartoon to be my mascot
We been flipping bitches like a motherfucking laptop
I ain't tripping no more, I got everything that I need
I got bottles all in my room, I got beer pong and weed
I got white twins in my phone, save them "thing 1" and "thing 2"
They not tryna tie my down, them hoes don't even wear shoes
Twenty-three making more money than your father
Watch me prosper, get these girls a spanking like an angry toddler
I got lipstick on my collar, dressed in black just like a robber
Boy, I'm fly like Harry Potter, I make hits just like The Dotters, oh

[Hook x2]

 

[fox69]

"Fighting With Myself"
(feat. Jerrin Jaramillo)

"Fighting With Myself"
(feat. Jerrin Jaramillo)



[Verse 1 - Futuristic:]
Sometimes I wanna lay in bed alone
Sometimes I wish that you was in it too
Sometimes I wanna hit the studio
But then again, I ain't in the freaking mood
I tend to push everybody I love away
It's like I can only deal with one thing at a time
But that fucks me over in a long run
Because eventually, I usually change my mind
It's time that I made a decision, things is different
Closer to my dreams, but I feel like I'm a never get it
I've been persistent and gained some wisdom from two way trips
And I don't know if I wanna be Zachary or Futuristic
All the bitches predictable and they so persistent
Keep you in my vision, to move forward with no commitment
I tend to think too much and argue with myself
You did your best, for what's worth
Leave me alone, you cannot help

[Hook - Jerrin Jaramillo:]
I keep fighting with myself
Leave me alone, no one can help
You did your best, for what it's worth
I feel so small on this earth

[Verse 2 - Futuristic:]
Yo, lately my emotions taking over
I'm having suicidal thoughts
Staring at all these white walls
I know it sounds kinda strange
But there's pleasure and there's pain
Running through my veins
Every single time, that I write songs
I wanna rip my fucking hair, up out my skull
Reading messages, from labels
Then waiting, hoping they might call
I pour some poison in the water, out in Hollywood
Hoping some of these wack rappers drink the shit and die, oh
That's the least of my concerns, really
Cause I turned out to be everything, that I hated most
An asshole with a lot of ho's, that I'm fucking with
But still I keep a chick that's so deep in love that she'll never know
I fucked up and came inside her, I should be a father
But I aborted my only child, that I'll never know
A lot of secrets I should keep them, but I leak them
Cause without honest words
I feel like my music ain't gon' never grow

[Hook - Jerrin Jaramillo]

 

[fox69]

"Finger On The Trigger"
(feat. Jerrin Jaramillo)

"Finger On The Trigger"
(feat. Jerrin Jaramillo)



[Verse 1 - Futuristic:]
I got my finger on the trigger
What if niggas really want me gone for good
It wouldn't be that hard
Everyday I tell the world, every single place that we are
I've been trying to be a star, but the hate come with it
They don't get it, I'm a do it to myself before anybody else
Swear to God that I'm ready for this shit to be finished
But would anybody care? Would anybody care?
Would anybody cry? Anybody do the same?
Would anybody die, a little bit inside
I've been digging in my mind, everything is for a reason
That's what they say about Jesus, I don't believe it
Cause the people that I need the most, always end up leaving
And this uncertainty's been irking me
This love I had is gone, I hate the life that I'm living
I'm wishing I could move on, I'm everything that I hated
I'm everything that is wrong, I don't know if I'm a be here
By the time you hear this song and it all falls down
And it all falls down and I hate this town
I remember rejection and it made it's rounds
And I hate the sound of your fucking voice
Cause it haunts my dreams
And I just can't sleep and it's not by choice
And I just can't breathe, everytime you speak
And I lie to hurt and I say it's love
And one time it was, how things have changed
I'm all about me, whatever happened to us
Cause we don't seem close, I ain't close to my folks
Ain't close to my bros, but I'm close to these hoes
They come and go, I'm all alone

[Hook - Jerrin Jaramillo & Futuristic:]
I got my finger on the trigger
The pain you caused me, you'll never know
I'm ready to die
Got my finger on the trigger
I loved to loathe you, I'm letting you go
Cause I got nothing inside
You don't really know what you do to me
We ain't everything that we used to be
I'm ready to leave you truthfully
You should see my finger on the trigger
I'm ready to die

[Verse 2 - Futuristic:]
Let me think this through, let me think this through
If I leave right now what will it do, I got things to prove
A couple things to lose, what about my fans
What about my fam, they need this too
What about my Grams, rest in peace
She wanted me to see this through
What about my bro
He needed a father figure and I pretty much raised him
I gotta make sure that his head's on straight
And I gotta have faith that we both gon' make it
What about her, what about her
We lost that passion but we can make it work
We can make it work, I never wanted this to happen
And I've been selfish in my ways
I guess I brought this on myself
I always push you away
When you tell me you're there to help
And I still don't know where to go from here
I think that scares me most
I really just wanna make sure
That my story gets retold
And it's a shame, I feel so sane
With this gun on my brain
Adrenaline veins, feeling no pain
This might be the day that I ease off
And I call my nigga and he don't answer
I grab my gun and I pull that trigger, I pull that trigger

[Hook - Jerrin Jaramillo & Futuristic]

 

[fox69]

"Fly"
(feat. Qiayz La Beastress, Senbi Wilson & Justin)

"Fly"
(feat. Qiayz La Beastress, Senbi Wilson & Justin)



[Verse 1 - Futuristic:]
She got a thing for fancy niggas with bankrolls
Big cribs, jacuzzi pools and Range Roves
Walk in closets, just to change clothes
Sounds like she fuck for money, but say she hate ho's
Well that don't make much sense, cause see I've been involved
I got a lil bit of bread, but I ain't finna ball
So unless she know some shit that I don't even know
She fucking with a nigga for connection and my inner thought
She the baddest no exaggeration
The women of my dreams and my imagination
Man she so fine, that she could prolly be a model
Throw a show and raise enough money to end all of the devastation
So what you saying?
I ain't saying that I love her
Just saying that you shouldn't judge a book by it's cover
Yeah, I feel you, but sometimes it be the truth
You should hit it and be done, but do what you gotta do

[Hook - Justin, Senbi Wilson:]
She might be keeping a secret, that you'll never know
But man, if you really love her never let her go
She make me feel fly, she make me fly
She make me fell, uh, uh, she make me feel

[Verse 2 - Futuristic:]
My friends telling me I prolly shouldn't even touch ya
It's too late for that
They ain't say that shit for nothing
So if you got some secrets that you keeping
Let's have an open discussion
We can't function right unless I trust ya
I ain't got nothing to hide baby, I'm falling for ya
You the one that got all of them girls calling for ya
Don't listen to your friend, he mad because he wanted me
Yeah, he said that you was bad
But you're the only one for me
Let's skip this conversation girl I want you bad
Hold on, why, I'll be right back
Came out the bathroom, wearing that Vicki Lingerie
Then she whispered in my ear, in a sexy kind of way
I'm a do that thing you like, until you tell me stop
I'm in her body, like Bugatti's in a parking lot
I hit the spot, she hit the top, and then she dropped

[Hook - Justin, Senbi Wilson]

[Verse 2 - Futuristic, Qiayz La Beastress:]
Hello? What's good, what's popping dude
You still with that one chick, that you was talking to
Yeah brody, I'm telling you she could be the wifey
She make a nigga feel fly, she right beside me
Listen up, I don't wanna burst ya bubble
But I tried to tell you from the jump, she was trouble
You see, my homie threw a party last friday
And said he saw yo chick with another nigga under the covers
What'd you do last friday, when I was out of town?
Just hung out with the girls
Oh, we lying now? You better tell me the truth
Before I fucking lose it
I know where you was at, so please don't say nothing stupid
If you know where I was at then why you asking?
I was at a party with my girls, but nothing happened
I ain't even ask what happened, so why you jump the gun
I heard about the shit you did, I hope you had a lot of fun
Where you going, come back baby
Not now, I'm getting my shit from the room and then I'm out
So don't ever in yo life, try to hit me up
I guess all my friends was right, you a fucking slut
Give me a chance baby, please just stay
I swear to God, if you don't get the fuck up out my way

 

[fox69]

"Forgot Where I Was Goin"

"Forgot Where I Was Goin"


[Intro:]
Oh, look at the money that we throwing
Bottles that we popping, hoes that we be pulling
Look at the whip that we just rode in
Clothes that we be rocking, you already know this

[Verse 1:]
Between the shows, the hoes, free clothes
The flows that had everybody out there like
Woah, you're freaking dope, I swear that I'm your biggest fan bro
You should put me in your band, dog, I'll play the bango
Do you and your friends smoke, cause homie I could blaze you
Dang, that sounds tempting big guy, but no thank you
It's cool I'll talk to you soon this chat was great Fut
Cool it with the nicknames, talk to you later lame dude
Okay, it's funny damn they acting like they know me
A year ago you was phony, now you wanna be my homie
And way back she would ignore me, even said I was corny
But now, she at my crib with three friends, we having a orgy
Oh geez, my head is growing by the minute
Cause my chain is hella frozen just to hold it I need mittens
In the V.I.P. just sipping pulling bitches looking cool
Like I forgot about my mission I was sent out here to do

[Hook:]
Oh, look at the money that we throwing
Bottles that we popping, hoes that we be pulling
Look at the whip that we just rode in
Clothes that we be rocking, you already know that, it's on
But I forgot where I was going, I got caught up in the moment
I forgot where I was going, I forgot where I was going
I got caught up in the moment, I forgot where I was going

[Verse 2:]
Yo, I'm on stage and all these pretty girls is flashing me
I forgot the words, I can't believe this shit is happening
They calling me Future, like my name ain't really Zachary
I took her to the room and then I fucked her on my balcony
True story, I was thinking back
Me and MGK was signing autographs on shoes and hats
And me and Yung Berg killed a bottle in the back
And Afroman left the concert, bumping one of my tracks
Fact, Yelawolf ain't show no love where we was at
I should of hit his punk ass but his security was strapped
Fuck that, E-40 said I did my thing though
Plus I smashed this chick I used to jack off to on Bang Bros
She left the next day wearing the same clothes
Yeah, I go hard but niggas still gonna hate though
What I'm trying to say is that the fame is almost there
But in the midst of things I almost forgot why I was here

[Hook]

[Outro:]
I got caught up in the moment...

 

[fox69]

"Fuck You Mean"

"Fuck You Mean"


[Intro:]
Hey, hey
Y'all don't really want it [x3]
Fuck you mean, nigga? Fuck you mean, boy? [x2]
WTF gang, ball, ball, Aktion on the beat

[Verse 1:]
Yo, tank on, tats out, with the chucks, boy
Snapback, cargos sagging, don't give a fuck, boy
Grown ass man, nigga, what boy? Fuck boy
Ask me how I feel about you rapping? You suck, boy
Dressing like you touch boys, uh oh, goddamn
Tryna get my pockets hella fat, like Roseanne
Batman, no Robin, bad boy like Rodman
And my name is Future, but that don't mean I'm an odd man
Get it? Odd Future, okay
My girls are like the Zumiez brand, all they do is obey
White twins, nickname them cocaine and snowflake
Got four girls that roleplay and they all go both ways
Older chicks said I was a Little Rascal, I said otay
I'm in the game and y'all niggas get no play
I'm in the game and I kill shit, like OJ
I run the game and you don't, no legs
Or broke legs, you gon' need both legs
A pogo, a scooter, a jet, and a moped
To catch up to Future, you gon' need a snowsled
A skateboard, a jet ski, a bike with 'bout four pegs
All of these go heads are not really into ya
Red dot on forehead, like you are from India
Aim at my target and I am not missing ya
Like a fat man in skinny pants, boy, I'm ripping ya

[Hook:]
Fuck you mean, nigga? Fuck you mean, boy? [x4]
I don't think they want it, they don't really want it [x4]

[Verse 2:]
Why every rapper tryna be like me?
Call them Mike Tyson with the style, cause they bite me
My flow is colder than an ice
Your wifey? I toot it and boot it like I was YG
You tryna fight me? Jealousy's a bitch trait
I been saying y'all suck, that's the name of my mixtape
I been frosting flakes great ever since the fifth grade
Flows leave them dismayed, I'm sharper than a switchblade
Skip lames, I do my own shit, I got a band
Now you tryna duplicate the sound beating pots and pans
Girls repping for the gang done forgot their man
Got a lot of fans, throw up the dub with a lot of hands
Not again, I heard some nigga say, I had to do it
Acting stupid, tryna rap like Future, you fucking doofus
I got that sauce, you can stick up with that swaggering
Before I spit that acid at you like a broken battery

[Hook]

[Verse 3:]
Fuck you mean, boy, it's Futuristic, holler back
Now a days these rappers talk 'bout money, hoes, and popping tags
That's cool, I'm down with that
Models with those bodies like an hourglass
Fresh like I walked out of the laundromat
Fly, I need a launching pad, you not fly, ostrich ass
Broke niggas wanna hop up on my fucking couch and crash
They say, count your blessings, I'm too busy counting cash
Ball hog, no nash, never see me bounce a pass
She bounce that ass for me and the squad, really though?
She was smart, she gave me all that brain, now she's a silly ho
Gave her some Young Money, she liked my A Milli flow
Colder than a Dairy Queen bar, what's the dillio?
Killing those other rappers that you probably like
I'm on another level, you should probably take a hike
They say, you hella nice, April Fool's, psych
Hey, you sound just like that guy, no, we are not alike

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"Fuckin' Problem"

"Fuckin' Problem"


[Intro:]
Haha, uh, pardon my tardiness
I was schmangin' hoes I got a fuckin' problem
Yeah, yeah!

[Verse - Futuristic:]
They say I got a fuckin' problem, yeah so?
I'm tryna get brain, scarecrow
Bitches stuck to a nigga like Velcro
And this ain't no girl fight but she tryna get her hair pulled
There go that nigga one take Timmy
When I'm ridin' through yo city got all of my niggas with me
'No Budget' we 'bout to do it me and D-WHY out in sixty
Me and Kyle up in Tempe then off to Houston no Whitney, ah!
My words are so perfect how I assort 'em
I ain't ready for these new kids, fuck it I just abort 'em
Always been the most important, ballin' like Michael Jordan
Got these niggas lookin' up to me but I always been the shortest...
Hmm, I'm lookin' like the nigga that you need to know
Listen and you think about your music how it needs to grow
Come out to a live performance just so you could see the show
Man I'm always recordin' just like your favorite TV show
I look good and even Stevie know, bet that
Travel the country I'm hittin' the stage, jet lag
Ice cold like hockey, red flag
Me against your favorite rapper/celebrity, death match
You a stupid ho, you a you a stupid ho
These niggas is commercial like a motherfuckin' SuperBowl
I save myself I got real people I do it for
Signin' on the dotted line; some shit that make you lose ya soul
I 'Lose Control' just like Missy and Ciara
My flow is so jalapeño I found it in the Sahara
I ain't with Fat Joe squad but known to bring terror
Every girl is on the voice, Christina Aguilera
[Coughs] I'm coughing cause I'm sickening
All my flows is toxic no pop shit but that's Brittany
2013 I'm shining like a Christmas tree
I won't drop my album until everybody's listening
So get with me or bungee jump with dental floss
Middle finger up to every motherfuckin' boss
I got sauce and I'll spray it on your mom

[Outro:]
Download at onlyfuturistic
Dot come bitch ass nigga!
Haha, yo, I got a fuckin' problem, sorry

 

[fox69]

"Futuristic Or Die"

"Futuristic Or Die"


[Verse:]
Futuristic, or share a needle with Magic Johnson
Futuristic, or go swimming with the damn piranhas
Got beef and you'll get ate, like this is Benihana
Try to hide it, I will find it, murk you like bin Laden
Yeah, I got it, fuck all of these other rappers
Watch me turn a emcee into a cadaver
I'm flyer than Aladdin, already fucked Jasmine
She got my name tatted, nigga, you could have it
Music blasting, bump this, or suck a dick
Mr. I Had To Do It, or go jump off a cliff
Cause I'm the shit, no flushing, disgusting
Punchlines hit you in your stomach, like crunches
It's me, or let it burn, like Usher
Bust in her mouth, like a Gusher, hush up
Shut the fuck up, I'm sick, I need Theraflu
It's Future in this bitch, or skydive with no parachute
I'm doing what I'm doing, these motherfuckers is hating
I got deals that's on the table, they straight, but a nigga waiting
I tell them, give me your black card, or slit your fucking neck
You coming at me reckless and it's straight disrespect

[Outro:]
It's Futuristic, or die, It's Futuristic, or die
It's Futuristic, or die, It's Futuristic, or die
So, get the fuck up out my ear with all that lame shit, nigga
Cause I don't give a damn who you came with, nigga
It's Futuristic, or die, It's Futuristic, or die
It's Futuristic, or die, It's Futuristic, or die
So quit acting like you something
When I can tell that you ain't nothing

 

[fox69]

"Goodnight"

"Goodnight"



Uh, lately you been swimming in that bottle
I bet you won't remember shit tomorrow
Right now you having a good time
But an argument will quickly follow, hard pill to swallow
You thinking about our past
I called you and then I text you I said I wanted you back
Your friends was all in your ear and they told you it'd never last
But they don't understand these feelings won't ever pass
I'm at a loss for words unless I'm on the verse
You staying busy trying to do some things to calm your nerves
You don't know what's real or fake after all that you heard
You see my pictures and you think that I'm hardly concerned
It's just the opposite I'm changing for the better
I made a lot of decisions now I'm living to regret em
These women look so appealing they tempted me and I let em
But you always in my head with them its easy to forget em
Don't get it twisted my message is kinda scattered
This fame it'll never change me but I admit that I'm flattered
I made a name and they claimed it, they even getting it tatted
I been chasing down the dream but you're the only thing that mattered
Matter of fact I have you on my mind all day and night
When you wrong I say you right because I know you hate to fight
But stay and fight I gotta cause I just can't let you go
We got a lot of problems but I had to let you know

I love you, I want you, I need you by my side
I know we got problems but we'll solve em
Everything's gon be alright
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
We'll talk about it in the morning
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
We'll talk about it in the morning
Goodnight

Uh, my family they love you just as much as me
If you was with somebody else then that would suck to see
I know these groupies get annoying, they wanna fuck with me
I used to entertain it but now baby I up and leave
Nobody ever got me the way you do
I'm different than that kid that they have grown to love on YouTube
Nobody knows my flaws and accepts them the way that you do
We used to just be friends and then we fell in love
Who knew that three years later I'd still be calling you baby
When I was without a car I would ask you and you'd take me
When I was without a job you got your father to pay me
And now that I'm making money I'm sharing it with you daily
My dreams is kinda changing because lately you been in em
Success isn't the same if I can't come home to dinner from you and my little boy
I'm happy to call it home, before I hit the road I just thought that you should know

I love you, I want you, I need you by my side
I know we got problems but we'll solve em
Everything's gon be alright
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
We'll talk about it in the morning
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
We'll talk about it in the morning
Goodnight

I love you, I want you (yeah, oh, oh, oh)
Goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
I love you, I want you, I need you by my side
I know we got problems but we'll solve em
Everything's gon be alright
So goodnight, goodnight, goodnight
Goodnight, goodnight

We'll talk about it in the morning after you make me pancakes

 

[fox69]

"Hold On Shut Up"

"Hold On Shut Up"


[Intro:]
Put this on your iPod or CD-ROM
Download at only Futuristic dot... com
Bitch ass nigguuh

[Verse - Futuristic:]
Yo, who remember that show, that I did with MGK?
I was stage divin' signin' autographs on hats, titties and face! Ay
Frosted Flakes cause I'm great, I got punchlines by the crate
And I get so much brain, on my report card I got straight A's, hold up
Mothafuckas actin' like they don't know shit about me, hmmmm
Well there's a lot you could look up
JOP on every single video
We went to high school together so you know I got the hook up
Exploded on her like a soda... that's why she shook up
I'm in a lab, with a pen and a pad
Put on a track, sit back, watch this crack that I cook up
Who was there when I was nothin'? Nobody, I always been some'n
They in the background, but they frontin, Jackie Chan I'm always stuntin'
That's my music they're always bumpin', bad bitches I'm always humpin'
I hit it from the back 'til she collapse and her ass start krumpin', ha!
'Hell Yeah, Fuckin' Right', looking for a bad bitch I could fuck tonight
Hint that she wanted me to fuck for life
I tell her "Okay", but only fuck her twice
I'm fucking tight, my rhymes ill, y'all funny - Seinfeld
I do 9 shows, I find 9 hoes, and I bet that I'll take off 9 heels
Cause I'm real, complete and utter, you'll never meet another
W-T-F Gang-bang when I meet your mother!
Sendin' naked pics the only time we see each other
If you don't want a brother, well
I'm a need a freakin' rubber!
Schmang schmang, pow pow, I Chris Tucker these Juntaos
I'm Nick Cannon I wil' out, your game is over throw in the towel
I don't wanna say names, but all of you niggas lame
Fuck the clique you claim, and the shit you bang
You got a local fan base cause you been here your whole life
That's nice but nigga I'm on a plane
'Shut Up', who remembers my come-up?
Who remembers my broke ass when I had no food for my stom-ach?
Who remembers that schmang schmang, who remembers that sauce?
Who remembers 'Fuck You Mean' and all them videos I did bitch ass nigguuh?

[Outro:]
Who remembers 'Don't Mind If I Do'? Nigguuh
You already know who it is, WTF Gang in this bitch, ay, ay
Download at only Futuristic dot... com