LYRICS
Use A− / A+ to adjust text sizeFrom Now On (Feat. Future)
Yeah, FaceTime, we still talk in codesI think the feds on every iPhoneNo more Polo T-ShirtsPut that shit on everyday from now onSwitchin' up my image, no more pictures with my styrofoamWhy the fuck I keep buyin' these houses if I'm never home?I'm with gang, they never wrongSupermodels, I'm stepping on 'emSearch for where my weapon on meBuy three, four bags in one timeTreat the condo like a trap houseOther spot, a baby compoundBad bitchеs get the run-aroundBruh a trackstar, he run shit downI madе this shit half of a one poundI told bro the one band, one soundShe like, "Fuck the club, let's stay in"Now she gotta get new tape inPockets too big, they can't never belittle meBae, I'm a hell of a niggaain't with the arguing once you deliverI buy Achilles, the real oneHow you the hero but stay with some villains?I ain't gon' switch on my niggasI run the game like I'm born with the ballYoungin ain't corny at allFive foot nine, but I ain't that smallfeel like I'm seven feet tallBro ain't stop, he just on pausehe comin' straight when I call himOn FaceTime, we still talk in codesI think the feds on every iPhoneNo more Polo T-ShirtsPut that shit on everyday from now on (Pluto)Get millions of dollars, walkin' in Pradadrinkin' out styrofoam (Pluto)Gotta talk in code when you on FaceTimelike the feds on the phone (Oh)Live a billionaire lifestylebut I still give beats to your doorLil' one got the stick, ready to go blitzlil' one stay on goFlatline a nigga, one callpull the pounds up in U-Hauls (Ooh)Dodgin' a life sentence, poppin' all the shit I talkI done piped up another nigga bitch, I'm too rich, my faultI just alley ooped a ho to my dawghe just slam dunked her (A hundred)Balling like 'Bron, but now I'm startingto feel like messiah ('Siah)Codeine drinkin'but I swear the money getting me higher (Higher)Just told the judge I'm on pillsmy mansion got marble (Marble)Charge a M for a show, still'll send bail to you tomorrowFaceTime, we still talk in codesI think the feds on every iPhoneNo more Polo T-ShirtsPut that shit on everyday from now onEverybody can fold but I won'teverybody want it but I don'tI make niggas follow and I leadI make bitches cum, then I leaveVirgil Maybach be so sweet, we just get 'em, ain't no beefYou can get her back, I can't keep herWe be getting (Shh) , that's our secretRappers wanna kick it, can't reach meYou and five of y'all niggas can't see meReally sturdy, a wall, nigga, can't beat meAkademiks know he ain't as rich as meBrodie ready to eat for a twenty pieceI ain't got nothin' to say to you mini-mesReady to buy a lil' nigga contractYeah, yeah, whatever, we on thatDisappearing on 'em, they got weird on meI'm the fallback king, number one shitMe and King Pluto, that's a smooth tag teamGotta live with it, can't wake up from itthis is not a bad dreamLook how life changed, TVs in the showerused to steal flatscreensShhI know that they listening, fuck 'emKnow not to ask me about nothingIf I ain't somewhere getting moneythen I'm fuckin' (Fft, fft)That's that switch soundI ain't going out without a fightI'ma tell you that shit nowWhatever I get, I'ma share with my brotherThat's how we get downIf you get offended, it is what it isBitch, I'm from Atlanta so I gotta snake now
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