There's a little pile of ashes Where my old life used to be Credit cards and memories All dumped into the sea Well this ain't no time for bullsh** As I fly into the sun Well you can't trust anybody If you can't trust number one PRE-CHORUS: Well the man tells me my future is not so far away And get ready for tomorrow, I gotta waste my whole today My inner luck knows better, it's what I wanna hear Just like a diamond bullet where it's crystal crystal clear Whoa yeah! CHORUS: I can slap a tornado I can dry up a sea When I live for the moment There ain't no f**ing me You'll never find your pleasure If you worry about your pain And your precious little details Are stretching out my brain Well you spin around and bite your nails Now let me tell you, son That you can't trust anybody If you can't trust number one PRE-CHORUS CHORUS Now don't you sell me no future Don't you sell me your love I ain't vouching your number You couldn't pay me enough I ain't buying no future When the past is so far away CHORUS Now don't you sell me no future Don't you sell me your love I ain't vouching your number You couldn't pay me enough You couldn't pay me enough