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- Artist: Future
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Workin’ on the weekend like usual
Way off in the deep end like usual
N**gas swear they passed us, they doin’ too much
Haven’t done my taxes, I’m too turnt up
Virgil got that Patek on my wrist goin’ nuts
N**gas caught me slippin’ once, okay, so what
Someone hit your block up, I’d tell you if it was us
Manor house in Rosewood, this s**t too plush
Say my days are numbered, but I keep wakin’ up
Know you see my texts, baby, please say some
Wine by the glass, your man a cheapskate, huh
N**gas gotta move off my release day, huh
B**ch, this is fame, not clout
I don’t even know what that’s about, watch your mouth
Baby got a ego twice the size of the crib
I can never tell her s**t, it is what it is
Said what I had to and did what I did
Never turn my back on FBG, God forbid
Virgil got the Patek on my wrist doin’ front flips
Givin’ you my number, but don’t hit me on no dumb s**t
Workin’ on the weekend like usual
Way off in the deep end like usual
N**gas swear they passed us, they doin’ too much
Haven’t done my taxes, I’m too turnt up
Virgil got that Patek on my wrist goin’ nuts
N**gas caught me slippin’ once, okay, so what
Someone hit your block up, I’d tell you if it was us
Manor house in Rosewood, this s**t too plush
It’s cool, man, got red bottoms on
Life is good, you know what I mean
Like
Yeah hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring
On a n**ga finfer, lil’ b**ch, woo
I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain
And Audemar’d the b**ch, woo
Dropped three dollars on a ring
Call it Bentley truck, lil’ b**ch, woo
I was in the trap servin’ c0caine
I ain’t been the same since, woo
Granny, she was standin’ right there
While I catch a play on a brick, woo
I make them lil’ n**gas go haywire
Taliban in this b**ch, woo
I done been down bad in them trenches
Had to ride with that stick, woo
Who gave you pills Who gave you that desert
Pluto sent you on licks, woo
Too many convicts
They enrolles me to play in this s**t, woo
F&N for nonsense
Get Osama sprayed in this b**ch, woo
They had the candlelight lightin’ it up
N**ga, anybody could get it, woo
I’m on a PJ lightin’ it up
Backwood full of sticky, woo
I’m tryna tote that Draco in London and it’s an extended, woo
They gotta stretch a n**ga out, we gon’ die for this s**t, woo
Yeah, I ride for my n**gas, I lie to my b**ch, woo
We some poor, high-class n**gas, made it, we rich, yeah
I was at the bando, got a penthouse for a closet, woo
It’s like a chandelier on my neck, my wrist, woo
I got pink toes, they talk different languages, woo
Got promethazine in my blood and percocet
Yeah hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring
On a n**ga finfer, lil’ b**ch, woo
I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain
And Audemar’d the b**ch, woo
Dropped three dollars on a ring
Call it Bentley truck, lil’ b**ch, woo
I was in the trap servin’ c0caine
I ain’t been the same since, woo
Racks by the ton, I call up Serene
I go tremndo for new fettuccini
All fact though, clarity pinky
All fact though, we ordered the Fiji
I’m in the Loub’ with the Vui’
I’m in the Loub’ with the Vui’
Which one of you workin’
I put your face on the news
I put the p**sy on the shirt
After I murk, them man go shoot up the hearse
Cost me a quarter bird
N**gas gets birthed, then you a maniac
A f**kin’ alien, how you spurt
Ain’t got that kitty cat, I’m havin’ fun with that
Goin’ Birkin
Yeah, hunnid thousand for the cheapest ring
On a n**ga finfer, lil’ b**ch, woo
I done flew one out to Spain to be in my domain
And Audemar’d the b**ch, woo
Dropped three dollars on a ring
Call it Bentlet truck, lil’ b**ch, woo
I was in the trap servin’ cocaine
I ain’t been the same since, woo