Intro
Future]
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Yeah, gotta believe us
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Super
[Chorus: Future]
Em Am G
Head full of smoke, body full of ink
Em Am G
I don't measure it no more, I pour it 'til it's pink
Em Am G
As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seats, whoa
Em Am G |Em
I ain't barely reach my peak, no
Am G |Em
I ain't barely reach my peak, no
Am G
I ain't barely reach my peak
Em Am G |Em
As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seats, whoa
Am G
I ain't barely reach my peak, no
[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
Em Am G
My baby mama finna get her masters (bravo!)
Em Am G
I just hit the office, that's the FAFSA (line up)
Em Am G
I don't wanna hear about no masters (no, no)
Em Am G
I just hit my pastor, it's faster (okay, okay)
Em Am G
They gon' point to Cuba when I pass away
Em Am G
I probably still be ballin' on my Cast Away
Em Am G
I just got a text that say keep goin' (alright, alright)
Em Am G
I just got a check that say keep goin'
Em Am G
Hurricane Jericho, born-bred Crane mode
Em Am G
Everything player code, phone airplane mode (alright alright)
Em Am G
Nothing come for free, nothing come for free
Em Am G
You might be the devil, you don't fuck with me
Em Am G
I'ma keep makin', I make extra payments
Em Am G
I'm a free agent like the second Matrix
Em Am G
I'mma make donations till there's reparations (alright alright)
Em Am G
Been dancing round the town like I was Kevin Bacon (alright alright)
Em Am G
I be doing shit they only think about
Em Am G
I might throw a milli in the Chase account
Em Am G
Nothing come for free, nothing come for free
Em Am G
You might be the feds, you don't fuck with me
[Chorus: Future]
Em Am G
Head full of smoke, body full of ink
Em Am G
I don't measure it no more, I pour it 'til it's pink
Em Am G
As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seats, whoa
Em Am G |Em
I ain't barely reach my peak, no
Am G |Em
I ain't barely reach my peak, no
Am G
I ain't barely reach my peak
Em Am G |Em
As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seats, whoa
Am G
I ain't barely reach my peak, no
[Verse 2: King Louie]
Em Am G
I just went on tour an' got a check to do some shit I love
Em Am G
Call up L.A. Reid an' tell his ass it's time to run it up
Em Am G
Doin' all this countin' on my own, I need some new thumbs
Em Am
I heard they say they gon' do somethin' to me
G
Tell 'em, "Do something"
Em Am G
Live nation checks with my name give me goosebumps
Em Am G
I'll book a flight for your girl and make your boo cum
Em Am G
Slide on the prey in a day and make the news come
Em Am G
I had a few fights for my life an' I ain't lose one
Em Am G
Nothin' come for free, nothin' come for free (nope)
Em Am G
When I'm with your spouse, she gon' cum for me
Em Am G
You don't want no problems, they go down for me
Em Am G
We can ball an' kick it, come an' pump with me, hah
[Chorus: Future]
Em Am G
Head full of smoke, body full of ink
Em Am G
I don't measure it no more, I pour it 'til it's pink
Em Am G
As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seats, whoa
Em Am G |Em
I ain't barely reach my peak, no
Am G |Em
I ain't barely reach my peak, no
Am G
I ain't barely reach my peak
Em Am G |Em
As I'm lifting up the doors, droppin' ashes on the seats, whoa
Am G
I ain't barely reach my peak, no