And we are full of stories to be told. Cross my heart and hope to die, As you held me down, you said: "I'll see you in the future when we're older I'll see you with your laughter lines." Ashen faces in cold breeze, I'll see you in the future when we're

Baby let's go and have rich sex You can keep your Rollie on when I get to it When you look down, see my chains on You ain't ever ever had rich sex Make a little love on the rich sex Baby girl, let's have some rich sex We can keep an AP on while we do it

It means nothing to me Every moment is dead to me Play it back, play it back A living heart attack Take my eyes, I cannot see sense Past and future tense Safe and sound, anywhere but here I see it crystal clear, but it means nothing to me The empty

If you were born again tomorrow I wouldn't live my life any other way Would you live your life like yesterday? Yeah, you don't have to look back to see where we are The future's looking brighter than a handful of stars Would you relive every moment?

We’ll let you guys prophesy We gon' see the future first I'll mean something to you These bitches want Nikes They looking for a check Tell em it ain't likely Said she need a ring like Carmelo Must be on that white like Othello All you want is Nikes

Prepare for nuclear attack Dropped from Enola, a city erased, threat of the future displayed A power unheard of a power unseen Flash out of nowhere, the sky is burning At 8:16 AM Tokyo control realized something was wrong Reports of explosions,

PJ takin' off and I ain't stoppin', no Louis V belts, Louis V on my walls Never fear what's on my lens, I see fugazi I'm a street nigga and I stay faded Never worked in a gym, but I weighed it Back on the Forbes, shit crazy (Yeah) I make more than Dwyane

I can't wait much longer There beneath the diamond sky Caviar and the moon light wine She hasn't yet made up her mind If she'll take me See my love it's stoned indeed Got my future at your feet baby The simple life! You can take me

Don't know quite what to say, haven't seen you in seven ages Can you tell that it's me, or is my picture on torn out pages? And you think it's real, but it's just another future deal And you know you're right, 'cause you've waited for it all night Then

Diamond, diamond, diamond, diamonds on me dancing You doing me dirty Sipping on Dom Pérignon for no reason Popping tags, upper echelon for no reason Seen this bad little jawn, she was perfect I'll let her push the foreign right now if she worth it