Upcoming Concerts for Future & Young Thug
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Future
Vocals
Young Thug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nayvadius Wilburn
Songwriter
Jeffery Williams
Songwriter
Bryan Simmons
Songwriter
Eduardo Earle
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
TM88
Producer
Seth Firkins
Engineer
Mike Synphony
Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Mixing Engineer
David Nakaji
Assistant Engineer
Ben Milchev
Assistant Engineer
Glenn Schick
Mastering Engineer
Fuse 808 Mafia
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I cheated on my fears, yeah
I broke up with my doubts, yeah
Got engaged with my faith, yeah
And now, I'm marrying my dreams, yeah
[Verse 2]
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
That's permanent
[Verse 3]
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 4]
Off the digital
No small talk, all decimals
Cain and Able are both brave
One man, too impeccable
I talked to Jesus Christ on my worst day
He made me a millionaire
I'm talking to Him every day
All my little's wonder
If they can go out and escalate
I share all my bitches with you
Besides my main bitch
I left my past behind with new millennium
I left my heart on the streets and in Imperial
Gotta to find time to manage my residuals
I deserve royalty, living in a castle
I been hustling, tryna make rent
You called the po-po on me
I pistol whip a J for three dollars
You better not owe me
[Verse 5]
Yeah
I robbed a **** in broad daylight
The first day I had Jakobi
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 coca
Got yayo still in my veins
[Verse 6]
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
That's permanent
[Verse 7]
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 8]
'Bout to WCW my bitch friend
On two rooms
Got a black .45, bought an FN
I don't do chrome
Fuck these ****
I'm kicking 'em out their loot, whoa
I just got a Plain Jane Patek
And it's two-toned (Two, two)
I dress up like it elastic, yeah
Twelve cartridges for these bastards, yeah
Swiggy swaggy, I'ma dabble, yeah
I got the shits in Cali (Cali)
I got my kids a Denali (Skrrt)
I bulletproof all the windows (On God)
I'm bulletproofing the mattresses (Blaat)
[Verse 9]
Blue diamonds like a Avatar
Cut you off and dodge you
Like a fucking Charger (Charger)
I showed I liked her
But I still didn't call her
I got back problems from gambling
From the night to morning (Night to morning, yeah) Offense
[Verse 10]
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
[Verse 11]
My bitches temporary like stitches
You and your mama, your brother
Your cousin ain't nothin' but bitches, yeah
[Verse 12]
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
That's permanent
[Verse 13]
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
Written by: Bryan Simmons, Eduardo Earle, Fuse, Jeffery Williams, Nayvadius Wilburn