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Intro: I cheated on my fears yeah I broke up with my doubts yeah Got engaged with my faith yeah And now I’m marryin’ my dreams yeah Chorus: Future I don’t want it don’t want it if it ain’t mint I smell codeine when I piss I’m on it I’m on it I can’t forget You can’t cry over scars this permanent I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar I adapted immaculate I’m goin’ extravagant Hey say my new tone Earth tone I can’t do wrong We change the weather stick together like we from the group home verse 1: Future Off the digital no small talk all decimals Cain and Abel both brains one man too impeccable I talked to Jesus Christ on my worst day He made me a millionaire I’m talkin’ to him everyday All my littles wonder if they can go out in Escalade I share all my bitches with you besides my main bitch I left my past behind with new millennium I left my heart in the streets I’m imperial Had to find time to manage my residuals I deserve royalty livin’ in a castle I’m hustlin’ tryna make rent you call the popo on me I pistol whip a J for three dollars you better not owe me Yeah I robbed a nigga in broad daylight the first day I had Jacoby Yeah     he don’t know I finessed him ’Cause the homies they was ’bout to murder him Went out the backdoor took the blame ’Cause I knew T-Money was gon’ blow out his brains I’m back from the grave I’m damn near insane I sold so much crack I got yayo still in my veins Chorus: Future I don’t want it don’t want it if it ain’t mint I smell codeine when I piss I’m on it I’m on it I can’t forget You can’t cry over scars this permanent I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar I adapted immaculate I’m goin’ extravagant Hey say my new tone Earth tone I can’t do wrong We change the weather stick together like we from the group home verse 2: Young Thug ’Bout to WCW my bitch friend I’m too wrong Got a black 45 FN I don’t do chrome Fuck these niggas I’m kickin’ ’em out the loop woah I just got a Plain Jane Patek and it’s two-toned (Two two!) I dress up like it’s elastic (Yeah!) 12 cartridge for these bastards (Yeah!) Swiggy swaggy I’ma devil (Yeah!) I got the shits in Cali (Cali!) I got the kids a Denali (Swerve!) I bulletproof all the windows (On God!) I’m bulletproofin’ the mattresses (Blat!) Blue diamonds like an Avatar (Yeah!) Cut you off and dodge you like a fuckin’ Charger (Charger!) I showed I liked her but I still didn’t get her I got back problems from gamblin’ from the night to mornin’ (Night to mornin’ yeah!) You can fuck every one of my hoes except my main (main bitch) It’s too hard to dedicate to you I’m so scared of shame I don’t care to find out you was creepin’ ’cause I’m doin’ the same thing My bitches temporary like stitches You and your mama your brother your cousin ain’t nothin’ but bitches Yeah Chorus: Future I don’t want it don’t want it if it ain’t mint I smell codeine when I piss I’m on it I’m on it I can’t forget You can’t cry over scars this permanent I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar I adapted immaculate I’m goin’ extravagant Hey say my new tone Earth tone I can’t do wrong We change the weather stick together like we from the group home Outro | |