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[Intro: Thug]
I cheated on my fears,
I up with my doubts, yeah
Got engaged with my faith,
And now I'm marryin' my dreams,

Future]
I don't want it, don't it if it ain't mint
I smell codeine when I
I'm on it, I'm on it, I forget
You can't cry over scars, this
I put a in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I'm goin'
Hey, say my new tone, Earth tone, I do wrong
We change the weather, stick like we from the group home

1: Future]
Off the digital, no small talk, all
Cain and Abel, brains, one man, too impeccable
I talked to Christ on my worst day
He me a millionaire, I'm talkin' to him everyday
All my littles wonder if can go out in Escalade
I share all my bitches you besides my main bitch
I left my past with new millennium
I left my in the streets, I'm imperial
Had to find to manage my residuals
I royalty, livin' in a castle
I'm hustlin', tryna make rent, you call the on me
I pistol whip a J for dollars, you better not owe me
Yeah, I a nigga in broad daylight the first day I had Jacoby
Yeah, he don't know I him
the homies, they was 'bout to murder him
Went out the backdoor, took the
'Cause I T-Money was gon' blow out his brains
I'm back from the grave, I'm damn insane
I sold so crack, I got yayo still in my veins

Future]
I don't want it, don't it if it ain't meant
I smell codeine I piss
I'm on it, I'm on it, I can't
You can't cry scars, this permanent
I put a Patek in like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I'm extravagant
Hey, say my new tone, Earth tone, I do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we the group home

[Verse 2: Young
'Bout to WCW my bitch friend, I'm too
Got a black 45 FN, I do chrome
Fuck niggas, I'm kickin' 'em out the loop, woah
I got a Plain Jane Patek and it's two-toned (Two, two!)
I dress up like elastic (Yeah!)
12 for these bastards (Yeah!)
Swiggy swaggy, devil (Yeah!)
I got the shits in (Cali!)
I got the kids a (Swerve!)
I bulletproof all the (On God!)
I'm bulletproofin' the (Blat!)
Blue diamonds an Avatar (Yeah!)
Cut you off and dodge you like a fuckin' (Charger!)
I I liked her but I still didn't get her
I got back problems from gamblin' from the night to (Night to mornin', yeah!)
You can fuck every one of my hoes except my (main bitch)
It's too hard to dedicate to you, I'm so of shame
I don't care to find out you was creepin' I'm doin' the same thing
My bitches temporary stitches
You and your mama, your brother, your cousin nothin' but bitches

[Chorus:
I want it, don't want it if it ain't meant
I spill codeine when I
I'm on it, I'm on it, I forget
You can't cry over scars permanent
I put a Patek in like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I'm extravagant
Hey, say my new Earth tone, I can't do wrong
We change the weather, together like we from the group home