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Group Home by Future


[Intro: Young Thug]
I cheated on my fears, yeah
I broke up with my doubts, yeah
Got engaged with my faith, yeah
And now I’m marryin’ my dreams, yeah
[Chorus: Future]
I don’t want it, don’t want it if it ain’t meant
I spill codeine when I p**s
I’m on it, I’m on it, I can’t forget
You can’t cry over scars this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I’m goin’ extravagant
Hey, say my new tone Earth tone, I can’t do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home
[Verse 1: Future]
Off the digital, no small talk, all decimals
Cain and Able are both, brave one man, two impeccable
I talked to Jesus Christ on my worst day
He made me a millionaire, I’m talkin’ to him every day
All my little wonder if they can go out in Escalade
I share all my b**ches with you besides my main b**ch
I left my past behind with new millennium
I left my heart in the streets, I’m imperial
Had to find time to manage my residuals
I deserve royalty, livin’ in a castle
I’m hustlin’, tryna make rent, you call the popo on me
I pistol whip a J for three dollars, you better not owe me
Yeah, I robbed a nigga in broad daylight the first day I had Jacoby, yeah
He don’t know I finessed him
‘Cause the homies, they was ’bout to murder him
Went out the backdoor, took the blame
‘Cause I knew T-Money was gon’ blow out his brains
I’m back from the grave, I’m damn near insane
I saw so much crack, I got yayo still in my veins
[Chorus: Future]
I don’t want it, don’t want it if it ain’t meant
I spill codeine when I p**s
I’m on it, I’m on it, I can’t forget
You can’t cry over scars this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I’m goin’ extravagant
Hey, say my new tone Earth tone, I can’t do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home
[Verse 2: Young Thug]
‘Bout to WCW my b**ch friend on two rooms
Got a black 45 FN, I don’t do chrome
f**k these niggas, I’m kickin’ ’em out the loot, woah
I just got a Plain Jane Patek and it’s two-toned (two, two)
I dress up like it’s elastic, yeah
12 cartridge for these bastards, yeah
Swiggy swaggy, I’ma devil, yeah
I got the sh*ts in Cali (Cali)
I got the kids a Denali (swerve)
I bulletproof all the windows (on God)
I’m bulletproofin’ the mattresses (blat)
Blue diamonds like an Avatar (yeah)
Cut you off and dodge you like a f*ckin’ Charger (Charger)
I showed I liked her but I still didn’t get her
I got back problems from gamblin’ from the night to mornin’ (night to mornin’, yeah)
You can f*ck every one of my hoes except my main (main b**ch)
It’s too hard to dedicate to you, I’m so scared of shame
I don’t care to find out you was creepin’ ’cause I’m doin’ the same thing
My b**ches temporary like stitches
You and your mama, your brother, your cousin ain’t nothin’ but b**ches
Yeah
[Chorus: Future]
I don’t want it, don’t want it if it ain’t meant
I spill codeine when I p**s
I’m on it, I’m on it, I can’t forget
You can’t cry over scars this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I’m goin’ extravagant
Hey, say my new tone Earth tone, I can’t do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home



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