Future - JUST THE BEGINNING

The streets signed me (Taurus, Taurus) I gotta remind you, I never liked you In the streets, nigga I love you Streets turnin' boys into men Take several down, lock it in Got a stash, brought another bill Pay you off before I shot and kill Tell them other trenches that I ain't fell I throw them weight again, they wasn't aware I met on sight, she got clapped I was playin' with a check before I rapped Treatin' this music like I'm sellin' keys I took lil' mama then went down to Greece Young nigga 'round me, slimey and greasy I bought her diamonds and she keep it a secret Knock your shit down, you know I'ma agree with it Take off flyin', goin' off a G6 I got that cooler with me when I'm whippin' Rollin' with demons when I'm in your city Couple of pink toes gettin' nasty Send all the Fentanyl to Cincinnati Gone on a mission, niggas ain't really havin' it Like I got a fishin' rod, that bitch bite Whole lotta racks on me, be precise Lil' one whack songs when they bitin' We been on demon time, say I'm nice Ain't been gettin' no sleep, I'm outside Kick down the doors of your door Put double numbers on the billboards I take the flowers, we gettin' awards Too many shooters, I was paranoid Young nigga poppin' off anywhere Catch up and spray, nigga, anywhere I gotta make sure I ante up 'Cause I'm in touch with the mob Yeah, she ready, yeah, she anywhere Just to finish up the job But to the hood I'm a god I did residentials, I was slaughtering Just another product of poverty Hit them niggas up, no recovery I had Benjamins, Frank callin' me Got them demons with me, ain't no argument Trappin' out my pain with Givenchy Forever wish death on all my enemies The minute I was born, I was sinnin' Chasin' a hundred billion, that's just the beginnin' Streets turnin' boys into men Take several down like the lean Got a stash, brought another bill Pay you off before I shot and kill Tell them other trenches that I ain't fell I throw them weight again, they wasn't aware I met on sight, she got clapped I was playin' with a check before I rapped Streets turnin' the boy to a millionaire, ayy, yeah Took all the struggle from the game and it got me here Drinkin' on muddy, smokin' herb by the bamboo Wish I could fall in love but she been ran through Who the flyest? Ain't no goin' back and forth, ain't no debatin' with me Keepin' the drum on me Gotta keep fifty brothers for my many men These streets, they prepared a nigga for everything Everything I ever wanted in my life I hustle and I grind it up, twenty-four For the Bugatti, sign me up Charge one thousand just to line 'em up, line it up Oh yeah (oh yeah) Yeah (yeah) Yeah (yeah) Young nigga poppin' (young nigga poppin') Catch up and spray (catch up and spray) I gotta make sure I aim (I gotta make sure I aim) Woo Ready, yeah Just to finish it (just the finish it) Hood (hood) Pluto (Pluto) Catch another b- (catch another b-) Hit 'em up (hit 'em up) I call (I call)