Futuristic - Bedroom Bars Ep. 3 lyrics

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Futuristic - Bedroom Bars Ep. 3 lyrics

[Intro] Yo, yo, I'm back in the booth The DJ Booth to be specific It's normally bedroom bars but since Since, you know, I jizzed all over my bed I had to come somewhere else, ah [Verse] First of all, I'm the greatest out To be Arizona, Futuristic made the town I'm fading out, I get up on the stage and bounce Shout-out to white kids filling up my bank account My name announced, getting hella crazy now You hating now, school boy, I came to clown I'm aiming now Anybody say a word and I treat them like Chinese 'fore I take them out, sheesh I'm back with the vengeance, my flow is suspended, it's nothing but trouble I'm stacking my chips like they Pringles, my pockets Kris Kringle and they 'bout to double All of these dogs wanna bark but I got them a muscle Calling the shots and you not in the huddle I'm running the streets 'til my feet catching fire Just like my name was Barney Rubble, sheesh Who really want it with the kid though? Spit sick from the lymph nodes Went solo like Sisqó Five days and I did six shows Tryna catch a break like a wishbone I been know what I was in for Somebody need to read me my rights All I do is right, started doing this at five And a n***a have bars for my whole damn life, sheesh And everybody tryna chase this dream They got money, they got sponsors, they got everything they need I swear to God, this sh** is only me I had a vision, I could see it wouldn't let me get no sleep, no But when you make it though, this sh** ain't what it seems Jealousy and envy, plus some scattered p**y inbetween Lotta friends and lotta family that you don't get to see Make you question, "Is this who you wanna be?", I think so Freestyle but my style ain't free Versus how with the rhymes, one style ain't me I got drive, now these n***as wanna valet me I been on my f**ing toes like a bellet team Sixteens ain't cheap from me Easily a beast like Sarina B With the rack in the grill but arena, señoritas bring the heater and watch me ABC, I ball, n***a The album is coming, get ready for summer, I rise in the spring time With the team throwing peace signs, WTF Gang, C-Side, winning b**hes, knee highs And rip Levi's, never fall time, getting tree high, Futuristic make a n***a rewind Treat a knee dime like an L, put her in the wall and I hit from behind and do it Getting loose like a toothed trowel Ruthless dropping in the DJ Booth Never had a song on the radio, still more popping then you n***as, DJ Who? sh**s, n***a, I could give two I do everything that they said I couldn't do May twelfth was the date things changed Why would I lie when I'm the truth? [Outro] Yeah, sheesh WTF Gang, shmang shmang, pow pow Hide your kids, hide your wife They raping everybody out here Onlyfuturistic.com Bedroom bars, studio bars, ugh I'm 'bout to order a pizza, n***a

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