Futuristic
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0 To 100

Read 0 To 100 lyrics by Futuristic on LyroVerse, with linked artist context and related song paths.

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0 To 100

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Yo, pour some water out for these thirsty hoes

Yo, zero to a hundred, I been gassing with no brakes

Y'all suck like a bitch with a straw who just ordered four shakes

Your lyrics or my girlfriend's titties, which one is more fake?

Probably her titties but that's besides the point

Fuck it I'm causing a ruckus, destruction on every song

I'll make you probably loop this hook

And tell your friends you got a song with Drake

I stand behind my bars like a prison, I send them guards away

Niggas disses start moving and ducking like the harlem shake

I'm in the middle of being nobody

And being somebody who running the game

I never pay to get into the club

And I'm rocking my hat, I ain't tucking my chain

These week niggas hating, I'm jumping off stage

They see that I made it, they can't do the same

They're all on my Twitter hashtag fuck that nigga

Then go to McDonald's get minimum wage

I made enough and now that my cake is up

I let my people eat like when play with ducks, give them bread (Quack)

We cool as fuck and now that I'm brosing up

I pass them hoes to my cousins long as it ain't in my bed

That's a go ahead, like we just took the lead

My record is getting spine-rooney, Booker T

Futuristic get it popping, I cook with grease

I'm running circles around these niggas like I got crooked feet

Zero to a hundred you punt it I bet I run it back

Any beat, I beat it, I treat it like it's a punching bag

Y'all old news like stories you hear when you have lunch with dad

Who's your favorite rapper? They picking me like a fucking scab

Fuck swag, got sauce strip in all over me

She sleep in my polo tee, have your bitch bring me groceries

Used to play with her ovaries, that's why she can't get over me

Over seas on the balcony looking over I over see

So I guess that mean it's over, right?

I'm pretty sure that's what it means buddy

Yeah, got a little bit more to say though

Yo, this rap shit is my passion, it happen second nature

I been doing music since I was a second grader

Moving up in the game, but without a escelator

Touring and meeting bitches, tell them that I'll text them later

Do me a favor and purchase my album when it drops

They don't wanna bop, don't wanna cop

Something's that's extra hot

Any girl that wanna tie me down, gon' need a extra knot

I need a chick that's flexible, like strechy socks

And I don't rap to get credit where I live at

I rap for the map, so I can tell you where I been at

So you can tell me stories, I'll say I already did that

I'm working on other skills, like doing homework in gymclass

I told my momma I'd be famous in a year

That was three years ago, fuck

I bet she's like, damn, when you gonna catch a break

You always come over and eat all the food

And you never fold up your blankets, shit

I just wanna tell her that I made it, I'm a monster

Momma look what you created, bet you hate it

When you play it and you notice I'm not that boy you was raising

I'm a man who's out here looking for a place

Always getting faded, pictures, making crazy faces

If they knew what I was facing they probably couldn't take it

Traveling Local 'bout to drop they all been waiting

They all been waiting

Yeah and like, I really just wanted to fucking come in here

And record some shit because I'm tired of waiting for that shit too

I'm tryna drop something

So I could watch my twitter all fucking day

Like, oh my god you killed that track

You're so much better than Drake, please nut on my face, yes

Could it be the way that I can't sing but I sing anyway

Anyway could it be the way?

And if you didn't know, download at onlyfuturistic.com

Tell friend, tell a ho, tell your wife, tell your mom, tell John

Tell your neighbour, tell your sister, I get with her

I mean just downlodad that shit, yeah

Cause this gon' be the last thing free you get

The next shit is for sale, nigga and prices is going up, nigga

But I'm still the same dude if you want me to sign your dog

Or your face or your grandma's boob

Cause she probably only has one, I'll do that shit

Yeah and I am 'bout to drop Traveling Local in like four days

Thank you, thank you

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