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We up in that 'How could you hate'
This nigga Rob be cooking 'you can't
Women stop me on the like 'How much longer should we wait?'
I'm 'Ro Ransom so the future that his tape came late'
He's all devotion, this is a life
But nothing classic ever came easy
So its right
We down by Village, these models on uppers...we roam at night
Discussing the landscape, my ass off with the homies like...(this shit is funny)
'Niggas trying to bring New York (let's push it forward)
Man ain't nobody in my selling crack, its a new era
Doing donuts in the Carrera
It ain't mine though, its my jawn's, and she fine though
Thats a side (that's a sidenote)
Don't act like you too to be a freak
Bitch, I'm a quarter my life, we ain't got time to be modest
Why you thought they call me Future? I'm trying to be honest
they calling for the answer, well they finally got it
Nigga I came up, all me
Now the game's fucked, balls deep
Niggas talked like they wanted beef
But changed up when they saw me
I'm to wake up in that 'rari, why? (I love the dough)
niggas cut, I ain't sorry bruh (You gotta go)
When Greg died I said I'm going hard for that nigga
I can't thank him for treating me like his kid
Can't drop off a bag for all the shit that he did
Man my nigga would have been proud of all them hoes we slid
I told Cam'ron I'm from 8th, he said 'NIGGA WE
Took home from 40/40, I said 'NIGGA WE MADE IT'
I had to turn up on these hoes for every that we dated
Woke up to a naked doing yoga on me, damn
Flirt Cobain, Lil Staley
Fantasize about out my brains daily
These kids need me though, they gon get the real
These rappers CB4, I keep it 100 like
Undertaker lost at Mania, Not to CM Punk quit
Fuck shit my off
These on me I'm still empty
Paranoid cause too friendly
Fuck inhibition, we dying one day put yourself in
I'm more myself than ever, they call it crazy
Well I just to think I'm being open lately
how that kid outside Greenhouse slit through my coat and grazed me
How go, I'm not sure I'll let you know
Ya'll went on tour I stayed at home, I I could make something better
I ain't trying to make right now, I'm trying to make it last
My niggas down for whatever, one up I'm always saying
West side jawn it away, cause she a Red

Boy I'm everywhere was you there?
(Dance around shit bitch, you Astaire)
Your girl came, off top, like a head of (at the barber shop)
Or a freestyle, I never scared
I got no heart and I'm in there
This is my city, who's fucking me?
Got 150 niggas with me, all S-Rank
Shout my skate kids, we take shit, fuck the fake shit
Put my street on high fashion
you rap for? Ol' no passion
"They just do shit", Bitch I do this shit
Ain't got no time to just shoot the
Don't speak to me, fucking rap niggas wanna pictures
But write hooks or no damn bridges
Fuck round Ro, go put me back where you found Ro
Keep fucking stream and a download
the intro to the outro
Kept it S-Rank with sound ho, nigga
This 'do-this-shit-for-my-town' flow, nigga

If its any girl in this club tonight that look anything Rashida Jones can you dance on me?
I need that shit right now, let me sing it one time
If its any girl in club tonight that look anything like Rashida Jones can you dance on me?
Free on me