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Future lyrics : "Rocky"

(Hook)
Getting to the money, hustle life, ain't got no money
Even if I'm fallin I'mma land on a bed of hundreds

I know something, mama's life will never flourish
I swear to Lawd, I just left the bank
Hungry for more, wearin designer galore

Drink up to the floor, Rocky Balboa
And I got to find this on me, Rocky Balboa
And I'mma keep ridin %#@!, Rocky Balboa

(Verse)
Give me a set of keys or a melody and I'll go crazy
I'm blowin trees in my fatees ain't no Fugazzi

Even in them A1′s I'm sure I got the same bipolar
The super charger going stupid hard, now I'm pullin up in the drops homie
You ain't never been this high

Good thing I got, I'mma own me a car lot
Spit fire to the studio, just like a trap spot, I've been fly
Ask cop guy, no lie

Went from getting a house bust to bustin a stadium
Only take a day off, getting them Benjamins
Runnin this trick, I'm runnin up in the mills

It ain't low key and that's new lingo, new millennium
I'mma spit a verse, I drew my 10 and i don't take this life for granted
Blood sweat and tears ain't just happening

I'm a free band ^!$$% with a plan
(Hook)
Getting to the money, hustle life, ain't got no money

Even if I'm fallin I'mma land on a bed of hundreds
I know something, mama's life will never flourish
I swear to Lawd, I just left the bank

Hungry for more, wearin designer galore
Drink up to the floor, Rocky Balboa
And I got to find this on me, Rocky Balboa

And I'mma keep ridin %#@!, Rocky Balboa
(Verse)
With my back against the rope, selling dope, baking !@%!e

Child support, no support
I still had hope, I always spoke
Banished into existence

I never lost faith, I kept my place
Paper chase every day
It's we sensei but it's why I stay

And I go ape behind this cake
I stay laced, look at my face
I can't see you, money in the way

I'm up to date in outer space
A new regime, a brand new day
I'm infamous, got lion trace

What I'm tryna say I'mma keep that fire inside me til my heart decay aye
Went from sellin yay (so what?)
To sellin verses (true story!)

The gift, the curse, I done been through the worse
They let the real for real surface
100 million dollars is my only damn purpose

(Hook)
Getting to the money, hustle life, ain't got no money
Even if I'm fallin I'mma land on a bed of hundreds

I know something, mama's life will never flourish
I swear to Lawd, I just left the bank
Hungry for more, wearin designer galore

Drink up to the floor, Rocky Balboa
And I got to find this on me, Rocky Balboa
And I'mma keep ridin %#@!, Rocky Balboa

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