The Future - Mystery Skulls

Spin, spin Southside in this muhfucka They gon' come down and do it all ATL Jacob They gon' turn back around too, they-they coming back around Atlanta to the Chi', all the way around Yeah Spin the block, spin it one more time (All the way, all the way) Got the drop on you, sittin' outside (Skrt, skrt) Me and Durkio go back to back (Back to back) Hangin' out the window, Mac to Mac (Brr) Spin the block, nigga, spin it one more time Unload that Glock, nigga, load that one more time Fuck them cops, nigga, spin it one more time (One more time) Hit the spot then I'm hittin' it one more time (Let's get it) I'm a Southside Englewood nigga with a check How the fuck you into it with us and you ain't kill nobody yet? You was holdin' up diplomas, they was holdin' up a TEC While my 'migos drink Corona, we was pourin' up the Tech So don't ever front your move 'Cause Booka catch you through the back Ain't no rumors for no stool, paperwork, we spittin' facts And they goin' off my word, only time they give it back And my brother lost that trial time, he tryna give it back (gang) We be rollin' in the lobby, we be mixin' it with flats That's why they don't play with me 'Cause I'm not friendly with the threats Only the family in my eyes, I got it tatted on my neck I just took a flight to Detroit, got some head playin' Dex While my baby mamas trippin' thinkin' they made my life a wreck And they all thought I was tripping 'Cause I said his ass a rat (Hoe) Why they steady ask for cash And they know their ass in debt (Let's get it) And the shit we doing now That shit first flight to the feds, they wanna kill us (Kill us) Foenem geekin' off them dots, they wanna drill up (Drill up) I know some niggas payin' rent, doin' fill-ups Before they talk to me, these niggas rather talk to pillows We talkin' to these trenches, niggas act like they don't hear I throw my set up with that Draco 'cause we bang These niggas mad, they turned to opps 'cause they can't hang (Facts) They tried to drag my name through mud 'cause they ain't gang (Facts) They say they family but they don't understand my pain (Facts) Told them old-heads, sit back, just don't get involved And that dope they got ain't sellin', they brought fentanyl (Fentanyl) 23 and 1, no visits, I ain't get a call (Ain't get a call) Foenem put them beams on you, look like chicken pox (Chicken pox) And that gun I got, that shit don't even come in stocks (Brrah) And that nigga I call my plug, his shit don't come in rocks And I heard my ex-bitch out here bad, I heard she full of cocks And you'd think he fuck with credit the way he flippin' cars (Brr) Ooh, ridin' 'round with your Draco (Ridin' 'round with a draco) Ooh, ridin' 'round with your mask on (I'm ridin' 'round with my mask on) Ooh, ridin' 'round with your Glock out (I'm ridin' 'round with that Glock out) Ooh, shout-out niggas who gon' rock out (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Ooh, I ride around with that draco (Ridin' 'round with that draco) Ooh, I ride around with my mask on (With my mask on) Ooh, I ride around my check up ('Round that my check up) Ooh, I ride around with my mask on (Let's get it) Spin the block, spin it one more time (All the way, all the way) Got the drop on you, sittin' outside (Skrt, skrt) Me and Durkio go back to back (Back to back) Hangin' out the window, Mac to Mac (Brr) Spin the block, nigga, spin it one more time Unload that Glock, nigga, load that one more time Fuck them cops, nigga, spin it one more time Hit the spot then I'm hittin' it one more time I'm a hot nigga, sound like Juvenile Hit the pot, nigga, hold the other side Off that block, where the shit get pop-popped Bullet brr, sprinkle, sprinkle, bodies drop, drop (Brr, brr) Every hour, there's a homicide Fuck them cowards, they can't come outside Soon as you up the tool, oh, ain't 'bout to let it fly Niggas get out of line, gotta let it die Spin the block and spin it one more time Hit the top, hit it one more time (Let's go) Spin the block, spin it one more time Drop the top, it's a Aston Martin Ask my Zoe, he gon' ride or die Kick a door, we go eye for eye Split the goal, blood on your mind Aventador, I can touch the sky Out of dungeons, like no dragon fears Baby gangster, get it how you live RondoNumbaNine, get you out of here I just turned the Gucci socks to a ski-mask I stopped drankin' for a month, then I relapsed Got my hood sewed up and I don't be there (I got dawgs) Bought some chains for my niggas, what they be 'bout Give a bitch 10 Gs when she leave out Catch the bullet from the stick, cut your sleeves out Going straight for the hit, then you ease out Do a U-turn, hit 'em up, then speed out Ain't no lead, just somethin' to read 'bout Spin the block, spin it one more time Hit your block, say it's man down Hit his top, hit him one more time Spin the block, hit it one more time All the way, all the way

Yeah, Cartiers (swoosh) All buffs (swoosh) Yeah, Cartier Yeah, purple tint Yeah, three percent (yeah, yeah) Yeah, two FNs (yeah) Yeah, plastic Glock (plastic Glock) Yeah, plastic bitch (plastic bitch) Yeah, plastic stick (plastic stick) Yeah, trap legit (trap legit) Yeah, I'm too lit Yeah, got your bitch (got your bitch) Yeah, shoot and miss (shoot and miss) Yeah, catch a fit (catch a fit) Yeah, made it squirt (made it squirt) Yeah, late for church (late for church) Yeah, switch your purse (switch your purse) Yeah, swap to Vert (swap to Vert), yeah Yeah, Coupe dirty Yeah, the drank dirty (woo) Gotta buy the case Yeah, the beat the verdict (beat the verdict) I'm in love with you, girl I been sellin' it, for real (uh-huh) I been sipping sizzurp In a whole 'nother world I went California 'Rari, yeah, Raphael Saadiq (yeah) Upper eche', yeah, 'lon don, yeah Pimpin' bond, yeah, candy Dawn, yeah Drophead Rolls, suicide doors (yeah) Swap hoes, swap clothes (swap out) Big body, five doors This a Maybach, yeah, got it two-tone (two-tone) Three percent, purple tint, Cuban four choke (four choke) When I couldn't cash my check, I went and sold dope (sold dope) Make it go and swipe, swipe, doin' four, four (four, four) Ain't no stoppin' at the light, that's a no-go (no-go) I got two Glocks on me, K-Ci, JoJo (JoJo) Yeah, Cartier Yeah, purple tint Yeah, three percent Yeah, two FNs (two FNs) Yeah, plastic Glock (plastic Glock) Yeah, plastic bitch (plastic bitch) Yeah, plastic stick (plastic stick) Yeah, trap legit (trap legit) Yeah, I'm too lit (I'm too lit) Yeah, got your bitch (got your bitch) Yeah, shoot and miss (shoot and miss) Yeah, catch a fit (catch a fit) Yeah, made it squirt (made it squirt) Yeah, late for church (late for church) Yeah, switch your purse (switch your purse) Yeah, swap to Vert (swap to Vert), yeah Made it back (made it back), made a stack (made a stack) My bitch mine, ooh, baby fat (yeah, yeah) Yeah, gettin' them racks (gettin' them racks) Yeah, spendin' them racks (spendin' them racks) Yeah, makin' it back (makin' it back) Lil Uzi, yeah, I just stay with the MAC (stay with the MAC) I got a bitch for every week and all my bitches freaks I got a bitch for every day of the week (woo, woo) I got a brick for every crack on your street (on your street) I done spent a hundred and fifty thousand on my teeth I just made it all the way back from the moon (from the moon) Man, my dawg was locked up, he took a case for my goon, uh (yeah) All my niggas out here takin' souls (takin' souls), yeah 16 hundred niggas, yeah, you know they on the road (uh-huh) Give me the loot (give me the loot), give me the loot (give me the loot) These bitches drop it down like my name was Uncle Luke, yeah I'ma make a hundred million probably by next June (yeah) Niggas try to act stiff, they really cartoons (yeah) Yeah, Cartier (Cartier) Yeah, purple tint (purple tint) Yeah, three percent (three percent) Yeah, two FNs (two FNs) Yeah, plastic Glock (plastic Glock) Yeah, plastic bitch (plastic bitch) Yeah, plastic stick (plastic stick) Yeah, trap legit (trap legit) Yeah, I'm too lit (I'm too lit) Yeah, got your bitch (got your bitch) Yeah, shoot and miss (shoot and miss) Yeah, catch a fit (catch a fit) Yeah, made it squirt (made it squirt) Yeah, late for church (late for church) Yeah, switch your purse (switch your purse) Yeah, swap to Vert (swap to Vert), yeah Yeah

I will never stop, never stop Keep goin', keep goin' Oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah I make Yeezy Boost moves in my Reeboks It ain't gon' never stop Tryna run a billion up until my income pop, yeah You'll get rich and have problems that you never thought It bring tears knowin' we came up out the sandbox (Bringin' tears to my eyes) Made it out the trenches, it got harder for my niggas I just wanna see my dawgs ball, seven figures I done got rich and it cursed me Ever since I got successful, they envy Tryna shake the devil, on promethazine Tryna show you love but you don't feel me Gave up on me so you turned your back I can see the demons 'cause a nigga been blessed I can tell you worried, but a nigga been in debt I can't get caught up inside the matter I should've did better, but it's chatter I ran up my money off the gravel Love is just a word, it don't matter to me I got so rich, nothing matters to me I'm livin' my second life, it's so amazin' I done been hit with a bullet, it wouldn't graze me I done been considered a fake, it don't faze me I done came up out the ghetto, my crib gated Same niggas played with the devil, these niggas hatin' All these bitches fuck with no rubbers, this shit brazy Icy-ed out the Hublot, these niggas lookin' fugazi (Yeah) Money stack tall past the ceilin', I can't be jaded I done came from sleepin' on floors, you can't persuade me (Yeah) I been takin' other niggas' hoes, it's gettin' outrageous (True story) Rich nigga gettin' caught with a bitch worth minimum wages (Pluto) Fuckin' with my ego, but I never lost a lady (Facts) Fucked a pop star after I got my dreads braided Never dropped her name but her head game contagious (No cap) 20 percent of my dames, I shipped 'em right out to Vegas (Gone) You can feel the pain when I'm rappin' 'cause I'm ragin' (Wizard) You can see my past and where I was on they faces (Weak) I done flipped the truck over and crashed, ducked the agents (Facts) I been with these blue hundreds like a nigga racist (Freebandz) I been gettin' richer each year, feel like I'm racin' (Uh) Tried to tell you the form of love but you wouldn't take it Hard work and perseverance, they ain't related Poppin' up on Forbes is fuckin' up my relations (Fuckin' up my family) Ten milli' plus on a crib and it's vacant I can see it vividly at the crib, Rico basement Watch him get the mula, I was sittin' back bein' patient (I was bein' patient) I was sittin' back, programmin' my brain, I was in trainin' (Yeah) I be in my coupe, Maybach and nothin' ain't have to trade it (Skrrt skrrt) Thinkin' 'bout when I was posted up when they raided (Swear I was) Now I Double R and Ghost it up, I feel spacious (Woo) I don't feel the safest, but I feel gracious (Yeah) I thank God every day, I don't feel basic Probably lose my sanity if I ain't have my babies (Sheesh) Probably be gamblin' with my life if I ain't made it Home invasions, and you ain't have to persuade me (Nah) Cut it with a razor and serve it 'til your day Came from whippin' out the bowl, Tom Ford suit and tie (Yeah) Get my grandma to serve my dope, that ain't a lie (On God) You can tell I've been broke when you look into my eyes (Future) Nobody done noticed 'til the jet was in the sky Bringin' tears to my eyes, oh yeah Nobody done noticed 'til the jet was in the sky Bringin' tears to my eyes, keep goin' Gotta tell The WIZRD, it's a story like a book Tears in my eyes, I can't forget where I came from I lost a lot but it's alright It can't be worse, might lost my main homie to the streets You should've never give up on me without hearin' my side of the story (The WIZRD) I can't forget where I came from Freebandz Bringin' tears to my eyes

I've seen the devil Down Sunset In every place In every face Yeah, uh, uh Yeah, uh, uh Tell me, do you see her? (Yeah) she's livin' her life (uh) Even if she acts like she don't want the limelight (uh, yeah, uh) But if you knew her (yeah), she lives a lie She calls the paparazzi, then she acts surprised, oh Oh, I know what she needs (oh) She just want the fame, I know what she fiends (oh) Give her a little taste, runnin' back to me, uh (oh) Put it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, ooh, ooh Every night (every night, uh), she prays to the sky Flashin' lights is all she ever wanted (yeah) Beggin' on her knees to be popular That's her dream, to be popular (hey) Kill anyone to be popular (hm) Sell her soul to be popular Popular, just to be popular (uh-huh) Everybody scream 'cause she popular (hey) She mainstream 'cause she popular Never be free 'cause she popular Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh-uh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular I know that you see me (huh), time's gone by Spend my whole life runnin' from your flashin' lights Try to own it (uh), but I'm alright (yuh) You can't take my soul without a - fight (uh, oh) Oh, I know what she needs (oh) She just want the fame, I know what she fiends (oh) Give her a little taste, runnin' back to me (oh) Put it in her veins, pray her soul to keep, ooh (uh) Ooh, every night (every night), she prays to the sky (oh) Flashin' lights is all she ever wants to see (yuh) Beggin' on her knees to be popular (uh) That's her dream, to be popular (hey) Kill anyone to be popular (hm) Sell her soul to be popular Popular, just to be popular (uh-huh) Everybody scream 'cause she popular (hey) She mainstream 'cause she popular Never be free 'cause she popular Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh) Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Money on top of me, money on top of her (uh-huh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular (uh-huh) Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular Eat me and money, I'ma keepin' it I'm gettin' can and I'm kickin' it Money on top of me, money on top of her Yuh, shawty - with me 'cause she know I'm popular Pop-popular, born to be popular She in debt, 20 mill', but she run it up She can never be broke 'cause she popular Turn the webcam on for the followers (Yuh, yeah) beggin' on her knees to be popular That's her dream, to be popular (hey) Kill anyone to be popular Sell her soul to be popular Popular, just to be popular (uh-huh) Everybody scream 'cause she popular (hey) She mainstream 'cause she popular Never be free 'cause she popular

Мы рядом с тобою шли Ты шёл мне, я тебе шла Это ты нашёл, я нашла Но временем не зашить Сердце, что из стекла Любовь, что истекла Я, я Это ли любовь? Я не знаю точно Мы с тобой по прямой, но это обочина Ты теперь надолго с моим почерком Я теперь надолго уйду в творчество Закурю сигарету от голода я Закурю сигарету на холоде, но Завтра нас не будет в городе Завтра нас не будет Скажи, почему ты растеряна? В Гелике грустное стерео, эй Всё, что нас лечит — всё временно Ведь у нас болит не материя Нервы гонят нам кровь по артериям Тушь на щеках — это подтеки Тушу 160 в плотном потоке Подари мне ещё час этой тревоги Бежим друг от друга не смотря под ноги Мы рядом с тобою шли Ты шёл мне, я тебе шла Это ты нашёл, я нашла Но временем не зашить Сердце, что из стекла Любовь, что истекла Знаешь просто Мы рядом с тобою шли Ты шёл мне, я тебе шла Это ты нашёл, я нашла Но временем не зашить Сердце, что из стекла Любовь, что истекла Я Вокруг дым сигарет с ветром Вокруг дым сигарет с ветром Во во мне дым сигарет Кента Мы гаснем с окнами до рассвета На тебе полумрак, но ты раздета Я буду самым больным твоим секретом Буду для тебя темой, что под запретом Ты была без сердца, теперь смертна Ты была моей песней, но ты спета Сумасшедшая секта, кайфа, момента Нам надо было брать обратно билеты Ну же перестань, ну сколько нам лет да я знаю, все это пройдет до лета (Но на врядли) ты найдешь покой (Где то врядли) Я буду счастлив с кем то (Но врядли) Мы найдемся на этой карте, стоп снято, стоп парте Мы рядом с тобою шли Ты шёл мне, я тебе шла Это ты нашёл, я нашла Но временем не зашить Сердце, что из стекла Любовь, что истекла Знаешь просто Мы рядом с тобою шли Ты шёл мне, я тебе шла Это ты нашёл, я нашла Но временем не зашить Сердце, что из стекла Любовь, что истекла

Дәл сенің көңіліңде бар орын бәріне О-оу менен өзге-е Ал менің түстерімде, жоқ орын ешкімге Сенен өзге Бөліскім келмейтін, сырыма айналдың Өзіңдей қол жетпейтін - әперем ай! Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Көздерің байлайды менен сұрамай Жүзіңнен ғайып-ғайып болса күлкің Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Арман дәптерімде бар орын бәріне О-оу екеумізге де Ал бәлкім шын әлемде жоқ орын ешкімге Екеуміздей... Бөліскім келмейтін, сырыма айналдың Өзіңдей қол жетпейтін - әперем ай! Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Көздерің байлайды менен сұрамай Жүзіңнен ғайып-ғайып болса күлкің Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Көздерің байлайды менен сұрамай Жүзіңнен ғайып-ғайып болса күлкің Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Жабайы космоста жұлдыздар жарылады Жылтырақ қоқыстар бөгет істейді қарауға жер шарына Бәлкім кейде біз де дәл солай шатасамыз Мән беріп әрнеге тек, көрмей сиқырды нағыз Ұлы тыныштық не кішкентай айқай Сенің сезімдерің маған, тықпашы, байқаймын Ойбай, сен менсінбейсің бұл тартылыстың күшін Ішіңдегі толқындарды шақыру үшін... Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Көздерің байлайды менен сұрамай Жүзіңнен ғайып-ғайып болса күлкің Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай Көздерің байлайды менен сұрамай Жүзіңнен ғайып-ғайып болса күлкің Әперем ай-ай түк қиналмай

Подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 (воу) У неё Birkin цвета осень (воу) Она закурит, но я бросил (воу) Ice занижает градус в роксе (а) Да, подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 (воу) У неё Birkin цвета осень (воу) Она закурит, но я бросил (воу) Ice занижает градус в роксе (у, а-я) У нас нет пути назад У нас перегреты тормоза Uno — одна карта на руках Брутто в магнитоле Cadillac Да, мы деловые на делах Взяли разгон, взяли размах Но я видел, как толпами едут назад Те, кто поехали на деньгах (воу) Подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 (воу) У неё Birkin цвета осень (воу) Она закурит, но я бросил (воу) Ice занижает градус в роксе (а) Да, подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 (воу) У неё Birkin цвета осень (воу) Она закурит, но я бросил (воу) Ice занижает градус в роксе (у, а-я) Не меняю душу на пачки лавэ (воу) Пацаны меняют кузовы чёрных BMW Наши везде, наши в LA Сложно убить тех, кто выжил на дне Я взрываю за всех, кого нет с нами За-за-за всех, кто на нас ставил Половину закроют или завалят (е) Мама — улица, папа — спальный Подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 (воу) У неё Birkin цвета осень (воу) Она закурит, но я бросил (воу) Ice занижает градус в роксе (а) Да, подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 (воу) У неё Birkin цвета осень (воу) Она закурит, но я бросил (воу) Ice занижает градус в роксе (у) Подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 У неё Birkin цвета осень Она закурит, но я бросил Ice занижает градус в роксе Да, подо мной M5, Asphalt 8 У неё Birkin цвета осень Она закурит, но я бросил Ice занижает градус в роксе (а-я)

(I know somethings that I don't know) (This is serious) G-yeah, ugh! (this is) I'm from back in the days, ash in the train Kush so loud, I can't feel my face So far gone I think I am Drake No, I am not, I am Pae I pay my dues, real niggas can relate All my niggas rich, so what we conversate All my niggas rich, so what we conversate I said all ma niggas rich, so what we conversate We talk about things that you love to hate The holidays, the Miami Dubai they no dey high I no dey like the place (no!) Dubai they no dey high I no dey like the place (no!) The only high be skydive, which kind high be this? High be skydive, which kind high be this? (High be this, way up) High be skydive, which kind high be this? (Way up) High be skydive, which kind high be this? Champagne for the pain if you know what I'm saying The high is for the Lord, and I've been in that basement Every day, we make money, we make money All you do is talk money, you talk money Pretty girls say we get game buh we still dey play Hello Every flow we tryna take you back, back to the fact Back to the fact while we rap Back to the '90s, back to the pele pele Gs Back to the white tees I'm talkin' white baggy tees, back to the walees This is hip hop and is your boy on the microphone This is it, like they wanna leave Mike alone The key to success, I'm sure is on the xylophone Play a part, but make sure you don't dance alone Yes, yes, you know our game plan Smoke trees get money errday is the same sun You win some and some lost ones I'm the God son, shoutout Nasty Nas, I'm the core fan Look, look, now look at chu You mess your now up, and you did your future too Future look bright, bright, bright, that the Sky's blue Your future look just like Jay-Z's Ivy blue What happened to you? Champagne for the pain if you know what I'm saying The high is for the Lord, and I've been in that basement Every day, we make money, we make money All you do is talk money, talk money Pretty girls say we got game buh we still dey play Hello Hello Every day, we make money, we make money All you do is talk money, talk money Pretty girls say we got game buh we still dey play Hello