Swear to God (feat. Future)

(Wheezy outta here)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, Pluto (woah, woah, woah, woah, woah)
I swear to God
Yeah

F- your album, sh- ain't slappin' like my mixtape (fuck your album)
I'm gettin' Saudi Arabia money, servin' oil-based (what's happenin'?)
Rob a rapper and say my name, get his chain back (Pluto)
My b- cheat on me, I find out, get her chain snatched (woo)
Thousand grams on a Cuban, bought a few blocks (G7, one hundred)
Hustler of the century, ordered up a few drops (G7)
Park a Ferrari in the trenches, feel like 2Pac (let's get it, grr)
Bought a Patek for my bi-, she signed to Death Row (let's get it, Suge)

My b- ain't gon' cheat unless it's with a b- we brought back home (sheesh)
I ain't talkin' clothes with crosses, we all pop out rockin' Chrome (sheesh)
This money - get blown, these b-, they get flown and sent back home (sheesh)
Drink 'bout this in level two Macon, we f- it up in Rome
All this - I seen, got too much trauma, I need therapy
Glock .10 in my Pair of Thieves, these tennis chains a carat each
My lil' -, she barely speak, just suck -, can barely breathe
Swear to God, I barely beg, but, -, get off my - please (-)
We move like the mob (we on that)
That pressure get applied (at all times)

- play, he dyin' (what else?)
I swear to God (on me)
My'Eisha, she fine (that's wifey)
Guess what else, she mine (come on)
2-50 on the watch (what else?)
I ain't never on time (never)
Street - from the trenches, swear to God, I made millions (I did)
I went and made that, - gave you that, - -, it's a difference (be cool)
- losin', we're winnin', want smoke 'cause they in they feelings (- 'em)
One call, I send 'em, swear to God, same night, they're spinnin' (boom)

F- your album, - ain't slappin' like my mixtape (fuck your album)
I'm gettin' Saudi Arabia money, servin' oil-based (what's happenin'?)
Rob a rapper and say my name, get his chain back (Pluto)
My b- cheat on me, I find out, get her chain snatched (woo)
Thousand grams on a Cuban, bought a few blocks (one hundred)
Hustler of the century, ordered up a few drops
Park a Ferrari in the trenches, feel like 2Pac (grr)
Bought a Patek for my bitch, she signed to Death Row (Suge)

My b- cheat on me, I swear, I might just get her robbed (yeah)
- like us, - with us, Zone 6 the mob (woo)
Get you cross-eyed in them trenches, -, I'm a god (swear to God)
You ain't steppin' like my lil' -, I swear to God (swear to God)
KRISS Vec's, 35 shots, swear to God (swear)
Doggin' - like I'm Michael, n-, I swear to God (Michael Vick)

Billie Jean, diamonds dancin' on me, swear to God (swear)
Fettuccine on you, they tearin' you up, swear to God (swear to God)
Got a team full of shooters, -, I swear to God (God)
Ain't gon' calm these - down, man, I swear to God (swear to God, woo)
I can't turn down for nothin', -, I swear to God (turn up)
I'ma make a billion off finessin', -, I swear to God (God)

Fuck your album, - ain't slappin' like my mixtape (fuck your album)
I'm gettin' Saudi Arabia money, servin' oil-based (wfhat's happenin'?)
Rob a rapper and say my name, get his chain back (Pluto)
My b- cheat on me, I find out, get her chain snatched (woo)
Thousand grams on a Cuban, bought a few blocks (one hundred)
Hustler of the century, ordered up a few drops
Park a Ferrari in the trenches, feel like 2Pac (grr)
Bought a Patek for my -, she signed to Death Row (Suge)