Vic Sage, Futuristic - Thousand lyrics
Futuristic [Zachary Lewis Beck] Tempe, Arizona/Danville, Illinois, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Vic Sage, Futuristic - Thousand lyrics]
That's where I stay
I just made a thousand, blew it in your face
I been going in though, I'ma close the case
I can't wait no more, man, I gotta blow today
Popping on the West side 'cause
That's where I stay
I just made a thousand, blew it in your face
I been going in though, I'ma close the case
I can't wait no more, man, I gotta blow today
I'ma blow today
I ain't hearing what they say
Need the blue face
' I been caring bout the race
I been tryna eat
I need more than just a taste
Now they tryna talk, oh no
They should know they place man, I'm balling
This ain't cap
They been out the field like calling
From the O but I got the music popping
All the talk, man, it start to get obnoxious
Now I got the drive
They all feeling nauseous
Got the drop-top down
Then I hop out, I been feeling hot now
Feeling like the man, I'm my own boss now
Telling all my exs now
They gettin' crossed out
Popping on the West side 'cause
That's where I stay
I just made a thousand, blew it in your face
I been going in though, I'ma close the case
I can't wait no more, man, I gotta blow today
Popping on the West side 'cause
That's where I stay
I just made a thousand, blew it in your face
I been going in though, I'ma close the case
I can’' wait no more, man, I gotta blow today
I already blew up, man, I knew I would, okay
Who the hell is you to tell
The dude that I ain't great?
Plan my work then work my plan
And now my mama straight
I soak up the love and I
Rebel all of the hate
Vic Sage, huh, why they tryna play us?
I make twenty racks to rap up on the stage
Huh
I invested that right back to my estate, huh
Dinner table, everyone gon' get a plate, yeah
Started with five dollar bills
Shoot for dollars in the 'Ville
I'm in the villa, I'm counting the skrilla
My mama say I gotta chill
Turning down record deals
Now I got a couple mil'
Automated all the bills
I'm concerned about the thrills
I'm on a yacht with a big booty, tan
Ten out of ten lil' mama
Im on a tour bus moving 'round the country
Counting money in pajamas
I don't deal with any drama
You gotta email my sister
That's my assistant, I'm 'bout the
Business, God as my witness, sheesh
Popping on the West side 'cause
That's where I stay
I just made a thousand, blew it in your face
I been going in though, I'ma close the case
I can't wait no more, man, I gotta blow today
Popping on the West side 'cause
That's where I stay
I just made a thousand, blew it in your face
I been going in though, I'ma close the case
I can't wait no more, man, I gotta blow today