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bruce
I Flow water
You just just had a little sip of a juice
So your gassed for the minute
I'm fully intuitive, I see the future
Liquid, what they consist

build it up they steady tryna bring it down
I stay on track just like a locomotive
Kill the beat Premeditated
Millions was the motive
Lead the pack just

rolling, rolling me
I got hella tracks on deck
Gas tank still on E
But the moneys coming in so I
Just spend it on the beats
Invested in my future
Y'all think

that bitch ran through
Ran through just like a finished track meet
I'm running from the graveyard so I pack heat
18k on streams nigga check my stat sheet

dipped under that water baptized by the reverend
Pastor Richard Hilton prophesied about my future
It's coming true must be from God the great producer
I

you in last
But that’s the past, to the future I go
Watch the haters die slow, I turn into an idol
I got the shit in idle, but now I go full throttle

Yeah
Ah
Am I dreaming, is this real life?
Did I manage to try and get by?
Why do I feel like I'm losing my mind?
The only truth I find is my life

Verse 1:
I wish that I could see into the future,
Would it be a better place here without Chu?
Sometimes I feel like that, train off track (derail)

Only thing I want is love but
You ain't blow me, kisses
Now I'm riding by myself
On a solo mission
Just me in all the malls
Spending my commission
Worked

aint shit but tricks and treats
I'm Freddi Krueger that crank Future, bangin beats by Lex Luger
Lord knows, hallelujah you Superman I'm Lex Luthor
Jargon

gonna keep releasing
And I don't care
And guess what
This is FRP on the beat
And this is Vqualize on the mixing boards
Let's get it
Turn it up
Turn it up

what you want mi gyal
Skin smooth and clean very magical
Face beat up like a Barbie doll
And you pussy full a life it no terminal
Well balance it no

Nothing that I say is in hallucination
Proclamation
For the future nation
You could stay in your bedroom or basement
Or look at your situation

Think it's better
If I put no hook on this joint
Just let me talk
The whole beat
You ready?
Ard bet
Let's go
Let me talk bout fake love
Cause I ain't

days
I stay thinking back on those days

And just like that it goes away
I get in my head so long I'm losing track of days
I just need to step outside I

No this ain't a diss track
I promise that it isn't that
But with that being said
Let's get to the main event

I'm done waiting around for you to come

And you got a bomb ass track and you wont regret it in the future
Matter fact you finna get fame later
Im getting money by the minute 
Dissing me you lookin

exhibit the risk I'm mentioning
Dimensional slash like I'm Yami I'm bodying beats better pray to your Kami
Leave 'em brain dead zombie got a redead hobby

singing
I see Mrs. Parker done moved the whip where she used to park er
I gotta stop by Zion house he got my fire starter

I'm tuned out, Grandma still

but she keep callin'
Pussy ain’t all that but the ass clap when I hit that
She love the back shots pull ha wig might snatch it off track
She say she

Do this always
Flexing always
Grinding always
And we're going all ways (Hoo!)
Pray up always
Stay up always 
Kill tracks always
And I been here

reppin’ their sets
Too many casualties occur among the ghetto oppressed
Too many families hurt from the cycle depressed
Need a reprieve so I hit the beat

listenin' (why, why)
Notes all full of lyrics that's what everything was written in
Got the track on lock by the way that you see me grippin' it
Ballin' like

cooking up a jam
Just like a convertible you know that we drop it
Track seven to heaven I'm driving into boston
Way back then the question was would I ever