NO SECURITY Lyrics Download – Future PDF, LRC File

[ti:NO SECURITY]
[ar:Future (feat. Babyface Ray)]
[al:I NEVER LIKED YOU]
[lang:English]
[length:02:41.15]
[by:Jun]
[re:www.rclyricsband.com]
[ve:v0.0.5]
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[00:06.53]Yeah, Pluto
[00:08.92]ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob
[00:10.15]I’m cut off from a different cloth from niggas, that’s a Fendi fact, yeah
[00:13.46]And I’m strapped up with that mini-MAC, yeah, yeah
[00:15.97]Fuckin’ up a chinac I’m already millennium
[00:18.62]Takin’ pics with junkies and I’m ridin’ ’round with Eminem
[00:21.77]It’s some robbers and killers ’round here, that’s where I’m at
[00:24.78]They make drug deals, pop pills, that’s where I’m at
[00:27.43]They got dog food ’round here, that’s where I’m at
[00:30.34]I’m the king of the trenches, no security guards (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
[00:33.10]We get triple in your town, nigga, that’s where I’m at
[00:36.01]Fuck around and grab a crib, shit, I’m never comin’ back (Mm-hmm)
[00:38.76]It’s a ruler on the glizzy, bag me up when I laugh
[00:41.53]Man, these internet niggas never fucked with a bag (Nah)
[00:44.93]Eleven in my pants, I can’t even get it out
[00:47.69]I ain’t had shit, ask me how I’m livin’ now (Ask me)
[00:50.45]I done, done, done it all, did a lot (Did it all, nigga)
[00:53.22]Watch him run, run just like Ricky, spin the block (Shit)
[00:57.00]Fuck it, niggas spin again (Ooh) Fear Of God on me, I don’t fear a man (Fear Of God)
[01:01.80]Lot of niggas fumin’, they get up there on that stand (Lot of niggas fumin’)
[01:04.69]I been livin’ toxic, fuck one bitch then fuck her friends
[01:06.65]I’m cut off from a different cloth from niggas, that’s a Fendi fact, yeah
[01:09.80]And I’m strapped up with that mini-MAC, yeah, yeah
[01:12.34]Fuckin’ up a chinac I’m already millennium
[01:15.24]Takin’ pics with junkies and I’m ridin’ ’round with Eminem
[01:18.40]It’s some robbers and killers ’round here, that’s where I’m at
[01:21.18]They make drug deals, pop pills, that’s where I’m at
[01:23.83]They got dog food ’round here, that’s where I’m at
[01:26.74]I’m the king of the trenches, no security guard
[01:30.00]Big barbarian, nigga, just check my body weight
[01:32.76]I get first stab at these bitches in the outer state
[01:35.55]Ain’t no trippin’ off no twat that I made very important
[01:38.34]They launderin’, they prayin’ on you, they land on you, extortion
[01:41.24]Good thing I was known, finesse before I had anything
[01:44.00]Good thing, I never played with sake, I played magazine
[01:46.76]Posted on the block when the sunlight was up, yeah
[01:49.78]Hundred [?], they got my gun in the cut
[01:52.42]Fendi on my body, garment lookin’ like a ninja
[01:55.44]Play me like a urkel, bitch, you know I’m ’bout to suspend, uh
[01:58.20]I hold out my arm, you could tell I’m a winner
[02:00.96]’Posed to live in Vietnam, I’m with all the hitters
[02:03.17]I’m cut off from a different cloth from niggas, that’s a Fendi fact, yeah
[02:06.35]And I’m strapped up with that mini-MAC, yeah, yeah
[02:08.92]Fuckin’ up a chinac I’m already millennium
[02:11.59]Takin’ pics with junkies and I’m ridin’ ’round with Eminem
[02:14.77]It’s some robbers and killers ’round here, that’s where I’m at
[02:17.68]They make drug deals, pop pills, that’s where I’m at
[02:20.35]They got dog food ’round here, that’s where I’m at
[02:23.27]I’m the king of the trenches, no security guard
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