Future – Outta Time (Future Album)

[Intro]
Super!
I see you makin’ that lil’ noise, but I ain’t enthused
Feed me Don, Don, Don, Don Perignon

[Chorus]
Gotta be in a rush, I can’t be runnin’ out of time
What you mean, what’s on my mind?
Federal Reserves on my mind
I got the plug online
Go crazy, lavish, put the spaceship on that bitch
Compellin’, you can hear the dons yellin’
I can’t take no vacations, I can’t lose
We poppin’ mollies and they watchin’ like parole

[Verse 1]
I see you makin’ that lil’ noise, but I ain’t enthused
Kidnap, no flinch, I’ma set back and reminisce
Fuck that bitch, got a love for water whippin’
‘Cause I don’t see a nigga ridin’ in a V12, that’s too Venice
I don’t wanna sell ’em no snack
I gotta get me a sack
Takin’ their clean batch
She’ll find my demon
I’ma drop my top, get some, I mean this
Shawty give me that mouth while I make a scene with (super sloppy)

[Chorus]
Who knew I’d get this much attention?
Be cool before you get put on suspension
P.I.M.P., gettin’ that Monica Lewinsky
Chain on freeze, wrist on jet-skis

[Verse 2]
I’m gettin’ frustrated and all for us
You see I bought the Bentley truck for us
I put in some hours every single night
Somewhere in the clouds, done lost sight
Khaled put a whole nigga on ice
Fucked on the girls, nigga more than twice
For the crazy bitches, glance shiesty
Had a crazy wrist and then iced it
I’m infatuated with shinin’
I’m infatuated with shinin’ (on my line)
I’m infatuated with shinin’
Give you motivation at its finest

[Chorus]
Who knew I’d get this much attention?
Be cool before you get put on suspension
P.I.M.P., gettin’ that Monica Lewinsky
Chain on freeze, wrist on jet-skis
Go crazy, lavish, put the spaceship on that bitch
Compellin’, you can hear the dons yellin’
I can’t take no vacations, I can’t lose
We poppin’ mollies and they watchin’ like parole

[Outro]
Gotta be in a rush, I can’t be runnin’ out of time
What you mean, what’s on my mind?
P.I.M.P., gettin’ that Monica Lewinsky
Chain on freeze, wrist on jet-skis

Future – Outta Time lyrics

Super!
I see you makin’ that lil’ noise, but I ain’t enthused
Feed me Don, Don, Don, Don Perignon

[Chorus]
Gotta be in a rush, I can’t be runnin’ out of time
What you mean, what’s on my mind?
Federal Reserves on my mind
I got the plug online
Go crazy, lavish, put the spaceship on that bitch
Compellin’, you can hear the dons yellin’
I can’t take no vacations, I can’t lose
We poppin’ mollies and they watchin’ like parole

[Verse 1]
I see you makin’ that lil’ noise, but I ain’t enthused
Kidnap, no flinch, I’ma set back and reminisce
Fuck that bitch, got a love for water whippin’
‘Cause I don’t see a nigga ridin’ in a V12, that’s too Venice
I don’t wanna sell ’em no snack
I gotta get me a sack
Takin’ their clean batch
She’ll find my demon
I’ma drop my top, get some, I mean this
Shawty give me that mouth while I make a scene with (super sloppy)

[Chorus]
Who knew I’d get this much attention?
Be cool before you get put on suspension
P.I.M.P., gettin’ that Monica Lewinsky
Chain on freeze, wrist on jet-skis

[Verse 2]
I’m gettin’ frustrated and all for us
You see I bought the Bentley truck for us
I put in some hours every single night
Someone in power done lost sight
Khaled put a hold, nigga on ice
[?] more than twice
For the crazy bitches, glance shiesty
Had a crazy wrist and then iced it
I’m infatuated with shinin’
I’m infatuated with shinin’ (on my line)
I’m infatuated with shinin’
Give you motivation at its finest

[Chorus]
Who knew I’d get this much attention?
Be cool before you get put on suspension
P.I.M.P., gettin’ that Monica Lewinsky
Chain on freeze, wrist on jet-skis
Go crazy, lavish, put the spaceship on that bitch
Compellin’, you can hear the dons yellin’
I can’t take no vacations, I can’t lose
We poppin’ mollies and they watchin’ like parole

[Outro]
Gotta be in a rush, I can’t be runnin’ out of time
What you mean, what’s on my mind?
P.I.M.P., gettin’ that Monica Lewinsky
Chain on freeze, wrist on jet-skis

Uncle Murda – Cam’ron Voice (Remix) (feat. Cam’ron)

[Intro: Paid In Full Sample]
Ayo, aye, niggas get shot everyday, B
You be aight, nigga. You tough, right?

I’m out, Rico

[Hook]
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, you be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice

[Verse]
I’mma say what’s on my mind
Y’all can say whatever
I’m rooting for Trump
He bringing back the Reagan era
Can’t trust Hillary
Hillary can’t suck dick
That’s why Bill cheated with the Monica Lewinsky bitch
Homies getting shot up in front of they kids
You think we give a fuck who the president is
I know the kid they shot but I’m cooler with the shooter
After he shot him, he robbed him, went to the jeweler
Huh, got niggas tucking their chain in
Crime pays when you putting that pain in
Her man got shot, look at her ungrateful ass
She ain’t at the hospital, she in the club shaking her ass

[Hook]
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, you be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice

[Verse]
Oh we in the hood we all strapped like
Niggas like, "You heard about that kid they killed last night?"
Huh, I’m like, "Nope. I don’t wanna hear about it
Wasn’t none of my niggas, homie, so I don’t want to care about it."
He like, "His cousin was in the fifth grade with you."
I’m like, "Homie, I don’t care who he related to"
I ain’t losing no sleep over that dead nigga
I don’t care if his mother heard what I said, nigga
Damn, Murda, you cold
I was fucking with Rico
Damn, nigga, you told
I’m paid in full with a full clip
I’m shooting niggas that’s cool with niggas I’m beefing with

[Hook]
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, he be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice
Niggas get shot everyday
B, you be aight
He tough, right
Cam’ron Voice

Gucci Mane & Future – RR Trucks (Free Bricks 2 Zone 6 Edition Mixtape)

LaFlare
And Pluto

[Intro: Future]
I looked the devil in his eyes like the Reaper
We start finessin’, now we glidin’ on ’em
I got a bag and cancelled my last ho
Got on 200, sit on the dashboard
You know them M&Ms we stash those
Brand new shoe laces for the transport
That double R truck, nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck, nigga we waitin’ on it

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I’m Gucci Mane, La Flare and to diss me is risky
Future pourin’ lean like it’s motherfuckin’ whisky
I’m the type of rich, they know I’m strapped but don’t frisk me
It’s 2016 I’m on my sixteenth Bentley
When I get a chance to vote, I’m votin’ for Monica Lewinsky
‘Cause I’ma paint her face like Leonardo DaVinci
Ain’t nothin’ special ’bout you baby I ain’t finna miss you
Let the next nigga hit you, bitch I can’t do nothin’ with you
I’m the God of the trap so every verse is like a scripture
I’m picture perfect pay-per-view you still don’t get the picture
I just want the cash, don’t need the gas, not even a drop of liquor
I forgot your name, forgot your face, but won’t forget to tip ya

[Hook: Future]
That double R truck, nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck, nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck, nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck, nigga I’m waitin’ on it

[Verse 2: Future]
Used to run from the Task ’cause I had the glass on me
Nigga talkin’ all bad ’cause I got this stash on me
I’ma pour out this lean like Ace of Spade, it’s on me
Used to sip out the Texas, lightin’ up, I’m on fleek
I like my Freaks Niq, I like my money neat
She gave me throat, shawty couldn’t have had no teeth
I’m sittin’ in a black Lamb’ but my cup pink
I did the transaction, 10 M’s this week
Made a film, now I got to eat
I got a dealership at the crib
I got prescriptions sittin’ in my system
Percocets, Mollies, they stay in my system
I gotta pour and pour for my mental
I gotta fly in a private, in general
Giorgio Armani, I’m the first one to get it
Me and Guwop be the first ones to get ’em

[Hook: Future]
That double R truck, nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck, nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck, nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck, nigga I’m waitin’ on it

[Outro: Future]
I got a bag and cancelled my last ho
Got on 200, sit on the dashboard
You know them M&Ms we stash those
Brand new shoe laces for the transport
That double R truck, nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck, nigga we waitin’ on it

FUTURE – RR Trucks lyrics

I look the devil in his eyes just like the reaper
We start from that shit now we glidin’ on it
I got a bag and [?] my mind ho
Got on 200 sittin’ on the dashboard
You know them M&Ms we stash those
Brand new shoe laces for the transport
That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it

I’m Gucci Mane La Flare and to diss me is risky
Future pourin’ lean like its motherfuckin’ whisky
I’m the type of rich they know I’m strapped but don’t frisk me
Its 2016 I’m on my sixteenth Bentley
When I get a chance to vote I’m votin’ for Monica Lewinsky
Cause I’ma paint her face like Leonardo Davinci
Ain’t nothing special about you baby I ain’t finna miss you
Let the next nigga hit you bitch I can’t do nothin’ with you
I’m the God of the trap so every verse is like a scripture
I’m picture perfect pay-per-view you still don’t get the picture
I just want the cash don’t need the gas not even a drop of liquor
I forgot your name forgot your face but won’t forget to tip you

That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it

Used to run from the task cause I had the glass on me
Nigga talkin’ all bad cause I got this stash on me
I’ma pour out this lean like Ace of Spade its on me
Used to see ’bout protections, lighten up I’m on fleek
I like my freaks neat I like my money neat
She gave me throat shawty couldn’t had no teeth
I’m sittin’ in a black Lamb’ but my car pink
I did the [?] 10 Ms this week
Made a film now I got to eat
I got a dealership at the crib
I got prescriptions sitin’ in my system
Percocets mollies they stayin’ in my system
I got to pour up and pour for my mental
I got to fly in a private the general
Giorgio Armani I’m the first one to get it
Me and Guwop be the first one to get it

That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it

I got a bag and [?] my mind ho
Got on 200 sittin’ on the dashboard
You know them M&Ms we stash those
Brand new shoe laces for the transport
That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it

Gucci Mane & Future – RR Trucks

[Intro: Future]
I look the devil in his eyes just like the reaper
We start from that shit now we glidin’ on it
I got a bag and [?] my mind ho
Got on 200 sittin’ on the dashboard
You know them M&Ms we stash those
Brand new shoe laces for the transport
That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it

[Verse 1: Gucci Mane]
I’m Gucci Mane La Flare and to diss me is risky
Future pourin’ lean like its motherfuckin’ whisky
I’m the type of rich they know I’m strapped but don’t frisk me
Its 2016 I’m on my sixteenth Bentley
When I get a chance to vote I’m votin’ for Monica Lewinsky
Cause I’ma paint her face like Leonardo Davinci
Ain’t nothing special about you baby I ain’t finna miss you
Let the next nigga hit you bitch I can’t do nothin’ with you
I’m the God of the trap so every verse is like a scripture
I’m picture perfect pay-per-view you still don’t get the picture
I just want the cash don’t need the gas not even a drop of liquor
I forgot your name forgot your face but won’t forget to tip you

[Hook: Future]
That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it

[Verse 2: Future]
Used to run from the task cause I had the glass on me
Nigga talkin’ all bad cause I got this stash on me
I’ma pour out this lean like Ace of Spade its on me
Used to see ’bout protections, lighten up I’m on fleek
I like my freaks neat I like my money neat
She gave me throat shawty couldn’t had no teeth
I’m sittin’ in a black Lamb’ but my car pink
I did the [?] 10 Ms this week
Made a film now I got to eat
I got a dealership at the crib
I got prescriptions sitin’ in my system
Percocets mollies they stayin’ in my system
I got to pour up and pour for my mental
I got to fly in a private the general
Giorgio Armani I’m the first one to get it
Me and Guwop be the first one to get it

[Hook: Future]
That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it

[Outro: Future]
I got a bag and [?] my mind ho
Got on 200 sittin’ on the dashboard
You know them M&Ms we stash those
Brand new shoe laces for the transport
That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it

Future – RR Trucks lyrics

I look the devil in his eyes just like the reaper
We start from that shit now we glidin’ on it
I got a bag and [?] my mind ho
Got on 200 sittin’ on the dashboard
You know them M&Ms we stash those
Brand new shoe laces for the transport
That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it

I’m Gucci Mane La Flare and to diss me is risky
Future pourin’ lean like its motherfuckin’ whisky
I’m the type of rich they know I’m strapped but don’t frisk me
Its 2016 I’m on my sixteenth Bentley
When I get a chance to vote I’m votin’ for Monica Lewinsky
Cause I’ma paint her face like Leonardo Davinci
Ain’t nothing special about you baby I ain’t finna miss you
Let the next nigga hit you bitch I can’t do nothin’ with you
I’m the God of the trap so every verse is like a scripture
I’m picture perfect pay-per-view you still don’t get the picture
I just want the cash don’t need the gas not even a drop of liquor
I forgot your name forgot your face but won’t forget to tip you

That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it

Used to run from the task cause I had the glass on me
Nigga talkin’ all bad cause I got this stash on me
I’ma pour out this lean like Ace of Spade its on me
Used to see ’bout protections, lighten up I’m on fleek
I like my freaks neat I like my money neat
She gave me throat shawty couldn’t had no teeth
I’m sittin’ in a black Lamb’ but my car pink
I did the [?] 10 Ms this week
Made a film now I got to eat
I got a dealership at the crib
I got prescriptions sitin’ in my system
Percocets mollies they stayin’ in my system
I got to pour up and pour for my mental
I got to fly in a private the general
Giorgio Armani I’m the first one to get it
Me and Guwop be the first one to get it

That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it
That Rolls Royce truck nigga I’m waitin’ on it

I got a bag and [?] my mind ho
Got on 200 sittin’ on the dashboard
You know them M&Ms we stash those
Brand new shoe laces for the transport
That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it
That double R truck nigga we waitin’ on it