The Future
I'm worried 'bout the future, future
Ain't fuckin' with that past shit, baby
I'm worried 'bout the future, future, future, future (future, future, future)
Ain't got no money for the nice things, uh
I barely got enough for rent
Ain't got no clue 'bout where I'm goin', uh
Ain't making dollars, but at least I'm making sense, uh
Don't need no cash, I ain't got no soul
Don't need to flesh it, I just want control
Never growin' up, you know it's just the way I do it, uh
I want the gold, I ain't no sucker, baby
And when you least expect it, I'll be coming for ya, ooh
I'm worried 'bout the future
Ain't fuckin' with the past, uh
Ain't got no time to waste on bullshit
You know, I gotta keep my head on straight
'Cause at the rate that times keep changing
I don't really care about second place, uh, mm-hmm
Don't need no cash, I ain't got no soul
Don't need to flesh it, I just want control
Never growin' up, you know it's just the way I do it, uh
I want the gold, I ain't no sucker, baby
And when you least expect it, I'll be coming for ya, ooh
I'm worried 'bout the future
Ain't fuckin' with the past
(Hold it)
Hold it
(Hold it)
Hold it
Hold it
Hold it, hold it
Ain't fuckin' with that past shit, baby
I'm worried 'bout the future, future, future, future (future, future, future)
Ain't got no money for the nice things, uh
I barely got enough for rent
Ain't got no clue 'bout where I'm goin', uh
Ain't making dollars, but at least I'm making sense, uh
Don't need no cash, I ain't got no soul
Don't need to flesh it, I just want control
Never growin' up, you know it's just the way I do it, uh
I want the gold, I ain't no sucker, baby
And when you least expect it, I'll be coming for ya, ooh
I'm worried 'bout the future
Ain't fuckin' with the past, uh
Ain't got no time to waste on bullshit
You know, I gotta keep my head on straight
'Cause at the rate that times keep changing
I don't really care about second place, uh, mm-hmm
Don't need no cash, I ain't got no soul
Don't need to flesh it, I just want control
Never growin' up, you know it's just the way I do it, uh
I want the gold, I ain't no sucker, baby
And when you least expect it, I'll be coming for ya, ooh
I'm worried 'bout the future
Ain't fuckin' with the past
(Hold it)
Hold it
(Hold it)
Hold it
Hold it
Hold it, hold it
Credits
Writer(s): Luis Alberto Dubuc, John Lamonica, Noah Baruch Shain
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