MaryAnn feat. Chuuwee - Futuristic Always

Fuckin Witcha (feat. Chuuwee)

I think I'm Will Smith and I be flexin'
Cause if I ain't the freshest prince, then nigga, I am legend
I'm the one who started 9-11
223 on deck, I shoot the pastor and the messenger
Then offer my respect
I pay the money with them drug dealers
I got a club, but they so into all that bullshit today
Making bush wit us
They say they don't fuck wid us
They show no love, they ain't down for us
I just wonder when they ever was
Quick to throw some?
All they think about is that I'm prolly payed
Instead of tryna grind it out and take my place
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They just wanna take my life and put me in a better place
Cause I done made them wait, soon all by myself
I fuck with me and we don't fuck with no one else
Yung nigga, I was made by myself
Bitch, I made it by myself
I don't owe nobody nuttin'
And I got you if you ill

(Hook)
Hear nah the phone ringin'
Hear nah the phone ringin'
I change my way of thinkin'
I change my way of thinkin'
I wasn't livin' by
I wasn't livin' by
So I hung up on nonsense
So I hung up on nonsense
Started off by the nigga
Started off by the nigga
Give it all I got to give
Give it all I got to give
If home is badhearted
If home is badhearted
Then home is where I live
Then home is where I live

Dealers, drug dealers
Anybody bout they money, I'm fuckin' with ya
Get the on boat till it touch the ceilin'
If you out here on yo hustle, then I'm fuckin' with ya
Jealous, drug dealers, little niggas
Anybody bout they money, I'm fuckin' with ya
Get the on boat till it touch the ceilin'
If you out here on yo hustle, then I'm fuckin' with ya

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I be makin' money with the killaz and the drug dealers
I got a plug, niggas hate and we don't pull up
They say how come they don't fuck wid us?
Fuck that, I have no concern for it
Pussy ass nigga, if he ain't about to err
Fuck 'em! Money all I talk about
That's all I know, I got a million ways to get it
So I'm always out the door

Dealers, drug dealers
Anybody bout they money, I'm fuckin' with ya
Get the on boat till it touch the ceilin'
If you out here on yo hustle, then I'm fuckin' with ya
Jealous, drug dealers, little niggas
Anybody bout they money, I'm fuckin' with ya
Get the on boat till it touch the ceilin'
If you out here on yo hustle, then I'm fuckin' with ya

(Hook)
Hear nah the phone ringin'
Hear nah the phone ringin'
I change my way of thinkin'
I change my way of thinkin'
I wasn't livin' by
I wasn't livin' by
So I hung up on nonsense
So I hung up on nonsense
Started off by the nigga
Started off by the nigga
Give it all I got to give
Give it all I got to give
If home is badhearted
If home is badhearted
Then home is where I live
Then home is where I live

Credits
Writer(s): Maryann Hunter, Nathan Curry
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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