From Now On (feat. Future)
Yea
FaceTime we still talk in codes
I think the Feds on every iPhone
No more Polo t-shirts
Put that s- on, everyday from now on
Switching up my image
No mo pictures with my styrofoam
Why the f- I keep buying these houses if I'm never home
I'm with gang, they never wrong Supermodel, I'm steppin on 'em
Search for 'em, my weapon on 'em
Buy three, four bags at one time
Treat the condo like a trap house
Other spot a baby compound
Bad b- getting the run-around
Bruh a trackstar, he run s- down
I made this s- half of a one pound
I told bro dem one band one sound
She like f- the club let's stay in
Cause she gotta get a new tape in
My pockets too big
They could never belittle me
Bae I'm a hell of a n-
Ain't wit the arguing
What's your dilemma
I buy her Kelly's the real one
How you the hero but stay with some villains
I ain't gone switch up my n- dem
I run the game like I'm born with the ball
Youngin ain't corny at all
Five foot nine but I ain't that small
Feel like I'm 7 feet tall
Bro ain't stopping
He just on pause
He comin' trim when I call him
FaceTime we still talk in codes
I think the Feds on every iPhone
No more Polo t-shirts
Put that s- on, everyday from now on (Pluto)
Millions of dollars, walking in Prada
Drinking out of sty-ro-foam
Gotta talk in code when you on FaceTime
Like the Feds on the phone
Live a billionaire lifestyle
But I still get bricks to ya door
Lil one got the stick ready to go blitz
Lil one stay on go
Flatline n- one car
Pull the pounds up in U-haul (Whew)
Dodging a life sentence and popping all this s- I talk
I done piped up another n- b-, I'm too rich, my fault
I just alley-ooped a h- to my dawg
He just slam dunked her
Ballin' like Bron
But now I'm starting to feel like Messiah (Siah)
C- drinking, but I swear the money get me higher (higher)
B- told the judge that I'm on p-
My mansion got marbles (marbles)
Charge a M for a show
Still a serve a bell to you tomorrow
FaceTime we still talk in codes
I think the Feds on every iPhone
No more Polo t-shirts
Put that s- on, everyday from now on
Everybody can fold bet I wont
Everybody want it but I don't
I make n- follow and I lead
I make b- c- and I leave
Virgil Maybach it's so sweet
We just get 'em ain't no beef
You can get her back I can't keep her
We be getting, Shh
That's our secret rappers wanna kick it
Can't reach you and five of y'all n-
Can't see me really straight to war n- can't beat me
Akademiks know he ain't rich as me
Brodie ready to eat for a twenty piece
Ain't got nothing to say to you mini-me's
Ready to buy a lil n- contract
Yea, yea whatever
We on that disappeared on them
They got weird on me
I'm the fall back king
Number one s-
Me and King Pluto
That's a smooth tag team
Gotta live with it
Can't wake up from it
This is not a bad dream
Look how life changed
TV's in the shower used to steal flat screens
Shhhh
I know that they listening f- 'em
Know not to ask me about nothing
If I ain't somewhere getting money then I'm f-
Fdrtt Fdrtt
That's that Swiss sound
I ain't going out without a fight
I'm telling you that s- now
Whatever I get
Imma show my brother that's how we get down
If you get offended
It is what it is
B- I'm from Atlanta
So I gotta slick mouth
FaceTime we still talk in codes
I think the Feds on every iPhone
No more Polo t-shirts
Put that s- on, everyday from now on
Switching up my image
No mo pictures with my styrofoam
Why the f- I keep buying these houses if I'm never home
I'm with gang, they never wrong Supermodel, I'm steppin on 'em
Search for 'em, my weapon on 'em
Buy three, four bags at one time
Treat the condo like a trap house
Other spot a baby compound
Bad b- getting the run-around
Bruh a trackstar, he run s- down
I made this s- half of a one pound
I told bro dem one band one sound
She like f- the club let's stay in
Cause she gotta get a new tape in
My pockets too big
They could never belittle me
Bae I'm a hell of a n-
Ain't wit the arguing
What's your dilemma
I buy her Kelly's the real one
How you the hero but stay with some villains
I ain't gone switch up my n- dem
I run the game like I'm born with the ball
Youngin ain't corny at all
Five foot nine but I ain't that small
Feel like I'm 7 feet tall
Bro ain't stopping
He just on pause
He comin' trim when I call him
FaceTime we still talk in codes
I think the Feds on every iPhone
No more Polo t-shirts
Put that s- on, everyday from now on (Pluto)
Millions of dollars, walking in Prada
Drinking out of sty-ro-foam
Gotta talk in code when you on FaceTime
Like the Feds on the phone
Live a billionaire lifestyle
But I still get bricks to ya door
Lil one got the stick ready to go blitz
Lil one stay on go
Flatline n- one car
Pull the pounds up in U-haul (Whew)
Dodging a life sentence and popping all this s- I talk
I done piped up another n- b-, I'm too rich, my fault
I just alley-ooped a h- to my dawg
He just slam dunked her
Ballin' like Bron
But now I'm starting to feel like Messiah (Siah)
C- drinking, but I swear the money get me higher (higher)
B- told the judge that I'm on p-
My mansion got marbles (marbles)
Charge a M for a show
Still a serve a bell to you tomorrow
FaceTime we still talk in codes
I think the Feds on every iPhone
No more Polo t-shirts
Put that s- on, everyday from now on
Everybody can fold bet I wont
Everybody want it but I don't
I make n- follow and I lead
I make b- c- and I leave
Virgil Maybach it's so sweet
We just get 'em ain't no beef
You can get her back I can't keep her
We be getting, Shh
That's our secret rappers wanna kick it
Can't reach you and five of y'all n-
Can't see me really straight to war n- can't beat me
Akademiks know he ain't rich as me
Brodie ready to eat for a twenty piece
Ain't got nothing to say to you mini-me's
Ready to buy a lil n- contract
Yea, yea whatever
We on that disappeared on them
They got weird on me
I'm the fall back king
Number one s-
Me and King Pluto
That's a smooth tag team
Gotta live with it
Can't wake up from it
This is not a bad dream
Look how life changed
TV's in the shower used to steal flat screens
Shhhh
I know that they listening f- 'em
Know not to ask me about nothing
If I ain't somewhere getting money then I'm f-
Fdrtt Fdrtt
That's that Swiss sound
I ain't going out without a fight
I'm telling you that s- now
Whatever I get
Imma show my brother that's how we get down
If you get offended
It is what it is
B- I'm from Atlanta
So I gotta slick mouth
Credits
Writer(s): Dominique Jones, Jordan Holt-may, Shane Lee Lindstrom, Brytavious Lakeith Chambers, Nayvadius Wilburn, Rodrick Wayne Moore Jr.
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