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