no security

[Intro: Future]
Yeah, Pluto
ATL Jacob, ATL Jacob

[Chorus: Future & Babyface Ray]
Im cut off from a different cloth from niggas, thats a Fendi fact , yeah
And Im strapped up with that mini-MAC, yeah, yeah
****in up a chinac Im already millennium
Takin pics with junkies and Im ridin round with Eminem
Its some robbers and killers round here, thats where Im at
They make drug deals, pop pills, thats where Im at
They got dog food round here, thats where Im at
Im the king of the trenches, no security guards (Yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 1: Babyface Ray]
We get triple in your town, nigga, thats where Im at
**** around and grab a crib , shit, Im never comin back (Mm-hmm)
Its a ruler on the glizzy, bag me up when I laugh
Man, these internet niggas never ****ed with a bag (Nah)
Eleven in my pants, I cant even get it out
I aint had shit, ask me how Im livin now (Ask me)
I done, done, done it all, did a lot (Did it all, nigga)
Watch him run, run just like Ricky, spin the block (Shit)
**** it, niggas spin again (Ooh)
Fear Of God on me, I dont fear a man ( Fear Of God)
Lot of niggas fumin, they get up there on that stand (Lot of niggas fumin)
I been livin toxic, **** one bitch then **** her friends

[Chorus: Future]
Im cut off from a different cloth from niggas, thats a Fendi fact, yeah
And Im strapped up with that mini-MAC, yeah, yeah
****in up a chinac Im already millennium
Takin pics with junkies and Im ridin round with Eminem
Its some robbers and killers round here, thats where Im at
They make drug deals, pop pills, thats where Im at
They got dog food round here, thats where Im at
Im the king of the trenches, no security guard

[Verse 2: Future]
Big barbarian, nigga, just check my body weight
I get first stab at these bitches in and out of state
Aint no trippin off no twat that I made very important
They launderin, they prayin on you, they land on you, extortion
Good thing I was known, finesse before I had anything
Good thing, I never played with sake, I played magazine
Posted on the block when the sunlight was up, yeah
Hundred stacks [?], they got my gun in the cut
Fendi on my body, garment lookin like a ninja
Play me like Im Urkel, bitch, you know Im bout to suspend her
I hold out my arm, you could tell Im a winner
Posed to live in Vietnam, Im with all the hitters

[Chorus: Future]
Im cut off from a different cloth from niggas, thats a Fendi fact, yeah
And Im strapped up with that mini-MAC, yeah, yeah
****in up a chinac Im already millennium
Takin pics with junkies and Im ridin round with Eminem
Its some robbers and killers round here, thats where I'm at
They make drug deals, pop pills, thats where Im at
They got dog food round here, thats where Im at
Im the king of the trenches, no security guard

[Outro: Future]
Its some robbers and killers round here, thats where Im at
They make drug deals, pop pills, thats where Im at
They got dog food round here, thats where Im at
Thats where Im at