Biografía:
Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn,? (20 de noviembre de 1983),2? más conocido por su nombre artístico Future, es un cantante de hip hop estadounidense que radica en Kirkwood, Atlanta, Georgia. Después de lanzar una serie de mixtapes moderadamente exitosos entre 2010 y 2011, Future firmó con la compañía discográfica Epic Records.
Posteriormente Future comenzó a trabajar en su álbum debut Pluto, y en abril de 2012 lanzó el álbum alcanzando críticas positivas.
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Otras canciones:
- Mask Off
- Absolutely Going Brazy
- After That
- All Da Smoke
- Baddie
- Codeine Crazy
- Coming Out Strong
- Damage
- Deep In That
- Draco
- Extra Luv
- Fresh Air
- Georgia
- Hallucinating
- Hate In Your Soul
- I Thank U
- Icwnt
- Incredible
- Keep Quiet
- Lookin Exotic
- Low Life
- Mink Flow
- My Collection
- My Peak
- My Savages
- Neva Missa Lost
- Never Satisfied
- New Illuminati
- No Shame
- Nowhere
- Pie
- Selfish
- Solo
- Sorry
- Testify
- Turn On Me
- Use Me
- Used To This
- Walk On Minks
- Whats Up With That
- You Da Baddest
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
[Intro]
E
I've been in the stu late, workin', no residuals
If we never speak again, I'm just glad I got to tell you truth
Ain't playin' count em'
You wanna come to paradise?
Matter of fact, you wanna come to Pluto?
Haha
[Verse 1]
E
She told me she was an angel
D#m
She fucked two rappers and three singers
E
She got a few athletes on speed dial
B
I'm tryna get the case dismissed before I see trial
E
And these codeine habits ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
D#m
No this codeine ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
E
I used to sell dope at my grandma's house, as a rude child
B
All these cameras on, fuckin' with my mood, wild
E
And these chains clinkin' back and forth, they too loud
D#m
They know damn well this wasn't promised
G#m
I know damn well this must be karma
C#m
Left every pair of Margielas at the condo
E
Technically I never packed up and leave
D#m
Left 80 racks in the dresser, you can keep
G#m
And I got this bad ting at disposal
C#m
I cooked it up and then I went global
E
My baby mama push a Range Rover
D#m
Had to make sure I got it fully loaded
G#m
Can't be the one and then you get exposed
C#m
If you the one, then God will let me know
E
But at the same time, I like to vibe with one
D#m
I'm paranoid, I gotta ride with one
G#m
And I had to 'splain to her last night
C#m
Had to send this one freak on the last flight
G#m
Had to send this one freak on the last flight
[Chorus]
E
Won't get a response from me, ain't no confessions
D#m
Before I tell a lie, won't tell you nothin'
E
Any time I got you, girl you my possession
B
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
E D#m
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
G#m D#m
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
[Verse 2]
E
Standin' on Black Sox, meet me at the yacht dock
D#m
Icin' out the clock, watch, bitches on my cock
G#m
Yeah, maybe it's the drop, yeah
We get in our feelings, yeah
C#m
I don't know how you would feel about if I ain't have millions, yeah
E
I'm conversin' with you, I hope you hear me, yeah
D#m
Keep my promise, take my love with you everywhere
G#m
And hell no it ain't about no braggin' rights
C#m
But even if it was, shit I got it
G#m
Pinstripes on a hardtop Bugatti
D#m
She told me she was an angel
C#m
She fucked two rappers and three singers
G#m
I'ma keep it genuine and tell the truth to you
D#m
I got this jawn, she know what to do with me
C#m
And right now I don't know what to do with you
F#m
I don't wanna sound like I'm bein' rude with you
C#m
She caught a red eye, leavin' L.A
D#m
I shoulda gave her to the valet
C#m
And I had to tell her 'bout Miami
B
After she came with no panty
[Chorus]
E
Won't get a response from me, ain't no confessions
D#m
Before I tell a lie, won't tell you nothin'
E
Any time I got you, girl you my possession
B
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
E D#m
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
G#m D#m
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
E
I've been in the stu late, workin', no residuals
If we never speak again, I'm just glad I got to tell you truth
Ain't playin' count em'
You wanna come to paradise?
Matter of fact, you wanna come to Pluto?
Haha
[Verse 1]
E
She told me she was an angel
D#m
She fucked two rappers and three singers
E
She got a few athletes on speed dial
B
I'm tryna get the case dismissed before I see trial
E
And these codeine habits ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
D#m
No this codeine ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
E
I used to sell dope at my grandma's house, as a rude child
B
All these cameras on, fuckin' with my mood, wild
E
And these chains clinkin' back and forth, they too loud
D#m
They know damn well this wasn't promised
G#m
I know damn well this must be karma
C#m
Left every pair of Margielas at the condo
E
Technically I never packed up and leave
D#m
Left 80 racks in the dresser, you can keep
G#m
And I got this bad ting at disposal
C#m
I cooked it up and then I went global
E
My baby mama push a Range Rover
D#m
Had to make sure I got it fully loaded
G#m
Can't be the one and then you get exposed
C#m
If you the one, then God will let me know
E
But at the same time, I like to vibe with one
D#m
I'm paranoid, I gotta ride with one
G#m
And I had to 'splain to her last night
C#m
Had to send this one freak on the last flight
G#m
Had to send this one freak on the last flight
[Chorus]
E
Won't get a response from me, ain't no confessions
D#m
Before I tell a lie, won't tell you nothin'
E
Any time I got you, girl you my possession
B
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
E D#m
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
G#m D#m
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
[Verse 2]
E
Standin' on Black Sox, meet me at the yacht dock
D#m
Icin' out the clock, watch, bitches on my cock
G#m
Yeah, maybe it's the drop, yeah
We get in our feelings, yeah
C#m
I don't know how you would feel about if I ain't have millions, yeah
E
I'm conversin' with you, I hope you hear me, yeah
D#m
Keep my promise, take my love with you everywhere
G#m
And hell no it ain't about no braggin' rights
C#m
But even if it was, shit I got it
G#m
Pinstripes on a hardtop Bugatti
D#m
She told me she was an angel
C#m
She fucked two rappers and three singers
G#m
I'ma keep it genuine and tell the truth to you
D#m
I got this jawn, she know what to do with me
C#m
And right now I don't know what to do with you
F#m
I don't wanna sound like I'm bein' rude with you
C#m
She caught a red eye, leavin' L.A
D#m
I shoulda gave her to the valet
C#m
And I had to tell her 'bout Miami
B
After she came with no panty
[Chorus]
E
Won't get a response from me, ain't no confessions
D#m
Before I tell a lie, won't tell you nothin'
E
Any time I got you, girl you my possession
B
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
E D#m
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
G#m D#m
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
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