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Future

Genres: Hip-Hop

Wolf Lyrics - Future

[Verse 1] 

I was raised up where them wolves at, slung dope where them killas hung 

My auntie's house was a dope house and I slung dope in my longjohns 

My grandma seen me bust a plate, put 30 stacks on 4 squares 

C Dub doin' 15, got out, doin' another 25 

Got the lean molly look in my eyes, got blood and sweat in my eyes 

5D, my phone i, makin' lots of money on my own time 

Hard times inspired me, concrete, that lion turf 

45, my iron work, I'm a real nigga, that's after birth 

Astronaut, and that's after Earth, scientology turned the cake 

And I know I can whip a cake, and I seen niggas infiltrate 

This fly shit they try to confiscate, as I sit back and I meditate 

I'm top dog and I'm emperor, all dogs gon' go to heaven 

[?] with my mechanisms, all these bitches swallowin' 

Take a crew to the other side, bad bitch, she bisexual 

A bad bitch with a bad bitch, gone off these Franklins 

Gone off these Franklins, yeah gone off these Franklins 

 

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[Hook] 

I was raised up where them wolves at 

I was raised up where them wolves at 

I was raised up where them wolves at 

I'm gone off these Franklins, gone off these Franklins 

I was raised up where them wolves at 

I was raised up where them wolves at 

I was raised up where them wolves at 

I'm gone off these Franklins, gone off these Franklins 

 

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[Verse 2] 

Aye where the hook at, my nigga? I used to cook up them cookies 

And I ain't look back, my nigga, it's a crook in me, nigga 

[?] prayin' for my demon, NBA in my semen 

I was talkin' to God the other day, swear I was leanin' 

God forgive me, forgive me, I don't know what to do 

But just go right in the booth, and spit my heart and my anger 

My closest friends givin' up, man they feelin' like strangers 

I got my whole crib [?], with guns like a ranger 

You gotta take me on a high speed chase before you catch me 

You either live, you either die, that's the only way you'll get me 

Aww man, aww man, I should have stayed at Colombia 

It was times that I thought "What I'm thinkin', like why 

I am who I am?" and shit I can't cry 

I was built for this lifestyle, damn, honestly 

From the gutter travelin' to another country 

All kings need to be crowned, that's my pedigree 

 

[Hook] 

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