[Intro: Future]
You woke up feelin way better
Way better than the day you did before
You got the whole world in the palm of your hands
You had to let it go
DJ C-Money in this [bad word]  La Familia
Freeband Gang, we global now

[Hook: Future]
Got my t-shirt game crazy,I'm goin' money crazy
All this money confiscatin' ain't no imitatin
All it took was some patience--Niggas still hatin
Mo' money and mo' problems, ain't no imitatin'
Glock 40, lemme squeeze, why you better tote it
Strippers, money, weed, Young Future I promote it
Like when I was sellin rocks [bad word] I'm still hungry
Quarter million, all hundreds, got em all on me

[Verse 1: Future] [bad word] ya, bout that lifestyle, products on me right now
Had to pay my lawyer off cuz [bad word] I don't do trial [bad word] I don't do trial, you can keep [bad word] I be gettin' this money, bout to [bad word] vomit
30 on my stomach, tell me "how bad do you want it?"
Prada's what I'm rockin', Alexander got me [bad word] All that [bad word] finessin' and I took off like the Jetsons
All that [bad word] stressin' and a [bad word] start progressin'
Yeah Yeah

[Hook: Future]

[Verse 2: Future]
Ain't no sympathy [bad word]  ain't no sympathy [bad word] 
You remember me [bad word]  know you remember me [bad word] 
I'ma whip up in them foreigns make you envy me [bad word] I'm gone whip up in them foreigns make you envy me [bad word] I got that sack out the front door and I went skraight through the back
I was [bad word] up and starvin', I go stand right in that trap
I'm bout to sell me some yayo, I gotta jug out in Clay Co
I won't wear em no more, if those shoes a day old
See I consist and I am, see I persist and I am
I woke up in that Bugatti, went and bought me three Lambs
That's an Aventador [bad word]  that cost a hundred a piece
I went so hard in the streets, I'm bout to have me a feast

[Hook]