Artist: Future f/ Kendrick Lamar Album: Mask Off (Remix) {S} Song: Mask Off (Remix) Typed by: Cedmaster3K [Intro: Future] Call it how it is, Hendrix I promise, I swear, I swear {"If young Metro don't trust you, I'm gon' shoot you"} You heard, spit it, yo [Chorus: Future] Percocet, molly, Percocets Percocet, molly, Percocets Rep the set, gotta rep the set Chase a check, never chase a bitch (never chase no bitches) Mask on, fuck it, mask off Mask on, fuck it, mask off Percocet, molly, Percocets Chase a check, never chase a bitch (never chase no bitches) [Future] Two cups, toast up with the gang (gang gang) From food stamps to a whole 'nother domain Out the bottom, I'm the livin' proof (super) Ain't compromisin', half a million on a Coupe (gang gang) Drug houses, lookin' like Peru (whoa whoa whoa) Graduated, I was overdue Pink molly, I can barely move (barely) Ask about me, I'm gon' bust a move Rick James, thirty-three chains (thirty-three) Ocean air, cruisin' Biscayne (big foreign) Top off, that's a liability (big foreign) Hit the gas, boostin' my adrenaline (big foreign) [Chorus] [Interlude: Future] Four-door Maybach, I drive anythang Buy my Range, make 'em go insane ("Oh my Lord") DJ EscoMoe City ("Praise him be") [Kendrick Lamar] Uh, I got a halo, I level up every time God say so Shooter on payroll, lookin' like Pancho, lookin' like Pedro Money tree from Tarzan, ten dividends gon' grow when I say "grow" Kung Fu Kenny with the Midas touch, ain't no penny that I don't touch All my enemy bite on dust, ain't no talkin' when it's fatal Havin' heart, I can't tell (wait) half of y'all might need help (wait) I might fall in Rodeo (bitch) I might ball in Australia (say no more) I might call her for real (say no more) all the ass gon' unveil Wind blows in the windows and I snuck in when the vent close She copy like 10-4, know who we sent for Platinum platinum platinum, gotta look at 'self and ask what happened How y'all let a conscious nigga go commercial while only makin' conscious albums? How y'all let the braids on TV? How y'all let the hood at the table? Now y'all don't even know how to rate him, niggas lookin' like I'm a created player Everybody who didn't pay respect, gotta 'fess up now and pay ya debts Gotta lay somethin' down if makin' threats, gotta say somethin' now, don't hold ya breath I mean I'm floatin', I got the sauce, got the potion, I got 'em all in convulsions And emotions, I put careers in negotions and put the body in the ocean I made an oath when my nigga told me to go in then he died on a cold bench All my old friends livin' life on a slow end, gotta keep shit rollin' It's deep (it's deep) I done fucked so much, I can't sleep (I can't sleep) I done fucked so much, I'm retired (I swear to God) I'm 'bout to live my life through Dave Free (swear to God) She said she broke down when Prince died (it's alright) Bitch my hair down, Prince live through me (I am Prince) Get your ass up and be inspired (get inspired) You know how many bodies in the street (how many?) take the mask off so you can see [Chorus] [Outro: Future] Mask on, fuck it, mask off Mask on, fuck it, mask off Mask on, fuck it, mask off Gas gone, never nod off ("Vengeance is, mine, said the Loooooord")