Told Myself Never Again I Wont Let Nobody in Lyrics

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Nayvadius Cash (born Nayvadius Wilburn on November 20, 1983), meliorate known by his stage name Future, is an American musician from Kirkwood, Atlanta, Georgia. He is signed to the record label Epic Records. more »


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My dope in the bushes My dope in the bushes I know how to cook information technology My bitch good looking My bitch good looking My bitch good looking My dope in the bushes, I know how to cook it Yeah, yep, yeah  I did the digital nuance I f*ck your bitch in the rider I give the junky a nail I send that dope to your momma though Out in the streets similar thermometers You rats will never exist honorable They know I'mma kid of my word A hustler the first to the first  These bitches be naggin the kid They go on my motherfucking nerves I showed her my racks and they honey me I'chiliad smokin' that pack on muddy Taliban on these hoes Requite a Xan to these hoes Got em playing with they nose I sleep on the beach off the avenue I came to your urban center with acquirement I put in work it was evident I slide on your donkey in the 7 deuce Come back on your bitch in a six trey Chevy, Mercedes I go on 'em comin' F*ck all these bitches I keep em' comin' I pull up right at present I'thousand parallel I hitting your cake with them swangers My niggas ain't nothin' merely some bangers I sit down in the trap with the gangsters You don't come around hither 'cause it's dangerous I be hangin' around here and I'm famous Gotta keep the trigger by my finger Hit her sideways when I banged her In the driveway on a perc I was sideways on a perc Had a stick on me, that's a showtime Got your bitch on me gettin' murked I mail service up and that'due south confident I boast upwards in a drop 6 Gotta Ghost Royce and I pop shit I'one thousand a dope boy with that erect trip I came in the game I had crack on me Got large with my bag with some Human action on me I'm single and shit and she lash on me I told em' I'grand back on my bachelor I become focused on millions and everything I only took me a trip out to Africa See how nosotros came from the mud and the lesser, nosotros did it I come across how they countin' this out Bet they ain't never gonna do it again You see why these niggas be hatin', ignorin, I'm goin' correct in I was born to get this money in this life of sin I bought upwardly before they got my dog on murder again See the burn down come out the ass on the Lamborghini When you say you love a nigga do you actually mean it When I was sleepin' on the floor you lot shoulda seen how they treat me I cascade the Actavis and pop pills so I can fight the demons  I did the digital nuance I f*ck your bitch in the passenger I give the junky a blast I send that dope to your momma though Out in the streets like thermometers You rats will never exist honorable They know I'mma child of my word A hustler the first to the first  These bitches exist nagging the kid F*ck it, it is what information technology is if y'all go hit yous get hit I don't forget or forgive Told myself never once more I don't let nobody in Super just showed out once more And we just keep servin' and servin' over again and over again and again and again I motility the game upwards, I'm reckless I'm Harlem shaking through the pressure I might put Diddy on my next shit I might could fit y'all in on a Wednesday I'm not here for no pretend shit Merely walked in with a girl that'due south making triple what I'm making, what an entrance That's when yous know it'southward a torso Zone 6, they know it'due south a trunk Kirkwood, they know information technology'south a body Lil' Mexico know it's a torso Scooter in here with the zombies Gucci go out it'due south a trouble I might take Quentin to Follies You hate your life, just exist honest I got the digital dash She want a motion-picture show with all of my niggas that just made the visual terminal Merely she too embarrassed to ask I got my foot on their neck and my foot on the gas You remind me of a quarterback, that shit is all in the past Esco and Boomin they got it on blast And I got the, I got the, I got the, I got the, I  I did the digital nuance I f*ck the bitch on the passenger I give the junky a blast I send that dope to lil' mama though

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Written by: Leland Tyler Wayne, Nayvadius Wilburn, Aubrey Drake Graham, Joshua Howard Luellen

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