Biografia:
Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn (Atlanta, Geórgia, 20 de novembro de 1983), nascido Nayvadius D. Wilburn e mais conhecido como Future, é um rapper norte-americano. Future é um dos principais pioneiros e influenciadores do gênero Trap.
Depois de lançar uma série de mixtapes bem-sucedidas entre 2010 e 2011, assinou com uma gravadora e em abril de 2012 lançou seu álbum de estreia, Pluto, com críticas positivas. O álbum gerou 5 singles, que entraram na Billboard Hot 100. O álbum foi relançado em novembro de 2012, como "Pluto 3D".
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Outras músicas:
- 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
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Low Life feat. The Weeknd - Capo 3
[Intro:]
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High, high, get, get, getting high, everybody getting high
Get, get, get, getting high, you’re unbelievably high
[Future]
Am F C
I just took some molly, what else?
Am
Got some bitch from Follies with us
F C
She gonna fuck the squad, what else?
Am
I'mma fuck her broads, what else?
F C
Bitch from Pakistan, what up?
Am
Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?
F C
'Bout to fuck this club up, what else?
C
(Metro Boomin’ wants some more, nigga)
[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
Am F
I turn the Ritz into a poor house
Em
It's like eviction number four now
Am
Go 'head and ash it on the floor now
F Em
Girl go ahead and show me how you go down
Am F
And I feel my whole body peaking
Em Am
And I'm fucking anybody with they legs wide
Getting faded with some bitches from the West Side
Dm Em
East coast, nigga repping North Side
Am
Never waste a ho's time
Bitch, I'm on my own time
Dm
Fuck a nigga co-sign
C
Always change my number and my phone line
Am
Baby girl, I don't lie
Dm
Used to have no money for a crib
C
Now my room service bill cost your whole life
Am
If they try to stunt me, I go all out military
Dm C
I'm camo'd all out, like I'm in the military
Am
I free up all my niggas locked up in the penitentiary
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Dm Em
Cause I'm always repping for that low life
Am
Repping for that low life
Dm
Low life, low life, low life
Em Am
Know I'm repping for that low, low life
F Em Am
Said I'm repping for that low life
Dm
Low life, low life, low life, low life
Em Am
Said I'm repping for that low life
F Em
Low life, low life, low life
[Verse 2: Future]
Am
Wake up, take a sip of Ace of Spade like it's water
F Em
I been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter
Am
If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry
F Em
If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry
Am
Porsches in the valet, I got Bentleys, I got 'Raris
F Em
Taking pain pills on the plane, getting chartered
Am
Popping tags on tags, I was starving
Dm Em
Bitch, I got the juice and the carbon
Am
Turn a five star hotel to a trap house
Dm C
Roaches everywhere, like we forgot to take the trash out
Am
Flood my cross with ice, getting money my religion
Dm C
Got my baby momma and my side bitch kissing
Am
I turn the Ritz into a lean house
Dm C
This the sixth time getting kicked out
Am
I can't feel my face, I'm on Adderall, nauseous
Dm Em
Niggas tryna ride my fucking wave, now they salty
Am
Running with the wave, get you killed quick
Dm C
Shoot you in your back like you Ricky
Am
Lil Mexico, from no life to afterlife
Dm
My whole life, my whole life
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Em Am
Cause I'm always repping for that low life
Dm
Low life, low life, low life
Em Am
Know I'm repping for that low, low life
F Em Am
Said I'm repping for that low life
Dm
Low life, low life, low life, low life
Em Am
Said I'm repping for that low life
F Em
Low life, low life, low life
[Bridge: Future]
Am
Yeah they stereotyping
F Em
Cause they know a nigga keep ten rifles
Am
And they know a nigga keep ten snipers
Dm C
Keep a baby bottle like we wearing diapers
Am
Yeah they stereotyping
F Em
Cause they know a nigga keep twenty rifles
Am
And they know a nigga keep twenty snipers
Dm C
And they know a nigga keep ten wifeys
[Outro: Future]
Am F
I just took some molly, what else?
Em
Got some bitch from Follies with us
Am F
She gonna fuck the squad, what else?
Em
I'mma fuck her broads, what else?
Am F
Bitch from Pakistan, what up?
Em
Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?
Am F
'Bout to fuck this club up, what up?
Em Am
'Bout to fuck this club up, what else?
[Intro:]
E|------------------------------------------|
B|-----------------------0------------------|
G|---------0h2-22222-0h2---2-0h2------------|
D|------------------------------------------|
A|------------------------------------------|
E|------------------------------------------|
High, high, get, get, getting high, everybody getting high
Get, get, get, getting high, you’re unbelievably high
[Future]
Am F C
I just took some molly, what else?
Am
Got some bitch from Follies with us
F C
She gonna fuck the squad, what else?
Am
I'mma fuck her broads, what else?
F C
Bitch from Pakistan, what up?
Am
Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?
F C
'Bout to fuck this club up, what else?
C
(Metro Boomin’ wants some more, nigga)
[Verse 1: The Weeknd]
Am F
I turn the Ritz into a poor house
Em
It's like eviction number four now
Am
Go 'head and ash it on the floor now
F Em
Girl go ahead and show me how you go down
Am F
And I feel my whole body peaking
Em Am
And I'm fucking anybody with they legs wide
Getting faded with some bitches from the West Side
Dm Em
East coast, nigga repping North Side
Am
Never waste a ho's time
Bitch, I'm on my own time
Dm
Fuck a nigga co-sign
C
Always change my number and my phone line
Am
Baby girl, I don't lie
Dm
Used to have no money for a crib
C
Now my room service bill cost your whole life
Am
If they try to stunt me, I go all out military
Dm C
I'm camo'd all out, like I'm in the military
Am
I free up all my niggas locked up in the penitentiary
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Dm Em
Cause I'm always repping for that low life
Am
Repping for that low life
Dm
Low life, low life, low life
Em Am
Know I'm repping for that low, low life
F Em Am
Said I'm repping for that low life
Dm
Low life, low life, low life, low life
Em Am
Said I'm repping for that low life
F Em
Low life, low life, low life
[Verse 2: Future]
Am
Wake up, take a sip of Ace of Spade like it's water
F Em
I been on the molly and them Xans with your daughter
Am
If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry
F Em
If she catch me cheating, I will never tell her sorry
Am
Porsches in the valet, I got Bentleys, I got 'Raris
F Em
Taking pain pills on the plane, getting chartered
Am
Popping tags on tags, I was starving
Dm Em
Bitch, I got the juice and the carbon
Am
Turn a five star hotel to a trap house
Dm C
Roaches everywhere, like we forgot to take the trash out
Am
Flood my cross with ice, getting money my religion
Dm C
Got my baby momma and my side bitch kissing
Am
I turn the Ritz into a lean house
Dm C
This the sixth time getting kicked out
Am
I can't feel my face, I'm on Adderall, nauseous
Dm Em
Niggas tryna ride my fucking wave, now they salty
Am
Running with the wave, get you killed quick
Dm C
Shoot you in your back like you Ricky
Am
Lil Mexico, from no life to afterlife
Dm
My whole life, my whole life
[Chorus: The Weeknd]
Em Am
Cause I'm always repping for that low life
Dm
Low life, low life, low life
Em Am
Know I'm repping for that low, low life
F Em Am
Said I'm repping for that low life
Dm
Low life, low life, low life, low life
Em Am
Said I'm repping for that low life
F Em
Low life, low life, low life
[Bridge: Future]
Am
Yeah they stereotyping
F Em
Cause they know a nigga keep ten rifles
Am
And they know a nigga keep ten snipers
Dm C
Keep a baby bottle like we wearing diapers
Am
Yeah they stereotyping
F Em
Cause they know a nigga keep twenty rifles
Am
And they know a nigga keep twenty snipers
Dm C
And they know a nigga keep ten wifeys
[Outro: Future]
Am F
I just took some molly, what else?
Em
Got some bitch from Follies with us
Am F
She gonna fuck the squad, what else?
Em
I'mma fuck her broads, what else?
Am F
Bitch from Pakistan, what up?
Em
Ferraris and them Lambs, what else?
Am F
'Bout to fuck this club up, what up?
Em Am
'Bout to fuck this club up, what else?
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