Finessin by Future
[Intro: Future]
One thing about me, I know how to get out the mud nigga
Fly shit on
Rags to riches
I ain't lookin' back
Yeah, F.B.G.
We global now nigga
Payin' dues
[Hook: Future]
Finessin', Finessin', Finessin', Finessin', Finessin',
Finessin'
Finessin', we came up from nothin'
Finessin', Finessin', Finessin', Finessin', Finessin',
Finessin'
Finessin', we went from rags to riches
[Verse 1: Future]
Whippin' up that Frank Lucas
Cookin' up that Young Poochie
Beamer cool with a clear view
Got 'Rari with the clear view
Trapped out I'm on CNN
Space shuttle I done went to Mars
Call this bitch who can taste the dick
Got a gutter bitch gonna take a charge
Went to Paris on a weekday
And I'm comin' back in a couple months
Everyday I wake up
I'm drinkin' lean, I'm smokin' blunts
Dropped out of my high school
Then I went and copped me a drop top
Got residue on my dreadlocks
My whole style unorthodox
Tradin' in my hand scale
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