TOLD MY

de Future

Real, real, real, real, real, real high (Woah, woah, woah, woah)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (Woah, oh, woah, woah, woah)

I put all my drugs in her designer bag (Woah)
Bad bitch in the city, got her hibernatin', yeah
Shorty want a Perc', got it under me, yeah (Shorty want a Perc')
Tom Ford, skinny pants, alteration, yeah (Tom, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I woke up this mornin' and I was higher than Jesus, woah (I was higher than Jesus)
I just took two pills, damn, with my people, woah (I just took two pills, woah)
Last night, the Addy had me on my feet, woah (Woah, woah)
I just hit some shit while I was damn near sleep, woah (Oh, oh, oh)
I been stretchin' shit out like I'm on a beach, woah (Oh, oh, oh)
I'ma stretch the brick out, get it A to Z, woah (Oh, oh, oh)
Get it for the low, yeah, that's to the street
Pay me top dollar, I'm a sight to see (Woah, pay me top)
I told my bitch "If I gotta be faithful, I might fall off" (Skrrt, skrrt)
I put all on my BMs on paper, so they won't talk (I see)
I pulled out another ventation, got a
I talk all the shit I wanna talk for couple million dollars
(I talk all the shit I wanna talk for couple—)

I woke up this mornin' and I was higher than Jesus (Woah)
I just took two pills, damn, with my people, woah
Last night, the Addy had me on my feet, woah
I just hit some shit while I was damn near sleep, woah
I can hit another shit
Fuck a nigga house, shit
Man, that go for a boss bitch
My lil' niggas ain't on dumb shit
Walk it down, shit
To the I don't post no pics

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