The Future

(hook)
Yeah god looking out for me
Yeah god looking out for me
Yeah he's looking out for me
Yeah he's looking out for me

Yeah god looking out for me
Yeah god looking out for me
Yeah he's looking out for me
Yeah he's watching out for me

(Verse 1)
We live
With Lows
And highs
People coming
In-n-out
Your life
The lies
Tells me that time flies
Fake love
It shows
Nothing last forever
Well that blows
Fo sho'

You go and act stupid
For these boys
You make stupid choices
For the night
It's shows
Gets old

Young and bold
Young and dumb
Piece together
Fall apart
Paint your portrait
Piece of art

Trynna make yo daddy proud
Yuh whut
Yeah I tell her that I'm proud
Yuh whut
Yeah I tell daddys proud
Yeah I tell her that I'm proud
Yeah I tell her that I'm proud
Yeah I tell daddys proud
Yeah I tell her that I'm proud

People always judging
Then wonder why
Ion speak much

I'm a 4th quarter nigga
Always coming In clutch
Times are changing
Haters don't phase me

Rooftop late nights
First class air flights
1 am text fights

(Verse2)

I be flipping all these gs
You know this shit
Is not for free

Trying to live up to the hype
You know that
No one stopping me

I be rolling round the city
Smoking On that
Broccoli

Oh well
Oh hell
Always got me
Like Odell

They would rather doubt me
Show these haters up like lunch dates
Roll a codeine blunt
Dip the dank
Call that dirty mud stick

Yeah
I'm not future boy
But
Yeah
I'm the future boy
What

(hook)
Yeah god looking out for me
Yeah god looking out for me
Yeah he's looking out for me
Yeah he's looking out for me

Yeah god looking out for me
Yeah god looking out for me
Yeah he's looking out for me
Yeah he's watching out for me

(Verse3)
These girls got me going crazy
My minds getting kinda hazy
Take your time
And Blaze it
Got some problems
We gon' face em
Not neglect em
But accept em
Ease your mind
But rarely Resting
Smoking purple haze
All the fucking time
Yeah Life's amazing
Yeah Life's a maze
Gotta pace it
Gotta peace it like a puzzle
You confused what's the fuzzle
Like In Westbrook
Yeah I'm Russell
Like Muhammad
And the tussle
In Pandora
Got your tazzle
On the come up
That's my fashion
In the city
Main attraction

(Outro)

Yeah girl you the baddest
But you ain't no thotie

Wifey material
You know all about it

You know I'm a savage
Can't fuck with no average

I fuck with no fakes
I fuck with no lames

Her heart is so gold
Her heart is so cold

Got broken again
What a damn shame
You fuck her so lame
I fucked her so great

I'll fuck her again
I'm making her beg
I'm making her cum
While Making her stay

I'm getting them gains
I'm Reaching for fame
Getting those riches
Made no mistake
Got no one to blame
Fans got my back
Like Lory and Greg
Dory and J
I roll up the jay
I'm smoking it all
One o at a time
I smoke everyday
I'm getting that pay
I'll say it again
I slay everyday
Make it so big
You'll live with regret
Thank god for the day
Blessed