Future - New York Style lyrics

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Future - New York Style lyrics

[Verse 1: Future] Yo this ain't no conspiracy nor is it a theory Because a theory is a story that's been planned from the beginning All these lies I be hearing That keep my head spinning When I'm searching for the truth I don't talk I just listen Yo n***as in my hood love it when I'm tripping Putting bottles in my face and they tell me to keep sipping Try to throw me with the fishes and you'll end up getting cuts on your skin like a chicken in the kitchen Yo Future's what they call me you can't predict it I dare you to control me, ya n***a's is phony Lonely is how you'll end up in the morning 6 feet deep looking up at your coffin Look at my crew and you know that we mobbing Your watch and your chain on neck what we robbing Don't care if the dude type big and brolic I'm not being modest just being logic [Verse 2: Sire] Mentally unstable got the doctor's note So high every time I f**ing cough there's smoke See you n***as get fly but I stay on float And spit enough to motha f**in drown your boat b**h you couldn't stop me even if you wanted to Straight sh**tin' on the game never number two This rap sh** is way too easy Steady spit fire I'm way too greasy I'm nasty b**h what if I ever gave a f** I'd chop my middle finger off And finger pop ya broad wit 'em So sick that he keep his Clinic Card wit 'em Swag on cancer flow gon k** 'em Find a spark in ya brain I ignite the flame Till I blow ya mind call me Kurt Cobain Haze stickier than spider web Her name Mary Jane And if these n***as wanna hang then Saddam Hussain [Verse 3: Rewind] Yaves Records on the move our life is like a movie Shine in the studio no h*mo but I do When I say something people do it call me Simon Rewind the truth so you know I'm never lying I should be a criminal spit nothing but bars Verses causing fire (you hear that that's the alarm) It should be a ringtone its what people recall Catch me in the court but I'm only playing ball A beast on the loose not caged not tamed Popping up balloons when I ga**ed the game Helium Bryant or Hydrogen James n***as talking L's I thought it stood for lames Times is getting hard but we just got to hustle Life is like a game make sure you catch the fumble When sh** happens I kick it to side Pockets over flowing watch out for the tide