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powell lumor - futuri$tic lyrics

(verse 1: powell lumor)
been in coma for 3 years, then i wake up
cables in the back of my neck, and i break out
my exes going crazy, trynna get me back
prolly hate me, prolly hoping to be my rebound
so rich
luxurious life feelin like a dayjob
don´t need no paypal
we smoke, zone out
we show off, show out
record on tour bus
meet a fan
take a selfie
spit bars
we zone out

sounding so futuristic
talkin bout the past, d-mn man i missed it
walking out with the homies on friday nights
talkin bout life, now only reminisce it
sh-t
ain’t happen yet, so i visualize
take my time
pay the price
live my life
the moves i make
freestyle on sway
pop champagne
no pain, no gain
24 hours
day and night

(chorus: powell lumor)
been going crazy everyday now
thinking all the debts imma pay off
messing with the future on my days off
getting this, saying that, when i blow up

(verse 2: powell lumor)
now put yo hands up
wave em side to side
bj on the beat
powell on the mic
bringing that heat
ain’t that right
sh-t, open up and please don´t lose sight
cos i´m the messiah
spitting out fire
make a rapper say ´´imma retire´
bars on bars
fail to cease fire
flow so nice, make a speaker catch fire

(bridge: powell lumor)
had to lose a few friends on my here
trynna show me love like they do really care
hit me up ones, sh-t don’t really work
trynna tell folks, back then you was really there

had to lose a few friends on my here
trynna show me love like they do really care
hit me up ones, sh-t don’t really work
trynna tell folks, back then you was really there

(chorus: powell lumor)
been going crazy everyday now
thinking all the debts imma pay off
messing with the future on my days off
getting this, saying that, when i blow up

(verse 3: powell lumor)
open your eyes, and f-ck the fantasies
never fully escape the reality
my vision yours to keep
yours, mines to keep
well f-ck society, be a somebody
hennessy
devilry
autopsies
equity
the social construction scene
they choose for you, you and me
we got h-lla brothers in the penitentiary
innocent of crimes, so they try to plead
do we really matter, ain’t allowed to speak
h-llo officer
then 20 shots in me
will we ever find the love, happiness and peace
or the joy to seek
or so to speak
black or white
the same underneath
if speaking the truth on these cadencies
do bring hate on me
well you can suck my d

- powell lumor lyrics

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