Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song No Future, artist - Apollo Brown. Album song Persona, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 09.03.2015
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Mello
Song language: English
No Future |
You say we have a future and together we’ll find it |
You say we have a future and together we’ll find it |
All black O.B.X., all white Cadillac |
Middle of the summer but I slumber where the snow be at |
Trying to mack Zodiacs |
Had me a Zoziac |
J.T. |
banging out the truck bringing Sexyback |
Prom played the background |
V.I.P. |
no pat down |
Five star, gold trim |
Tell me you impressed while looking for a boyfriend |
More like a toy friend |
Play around, won’t stay around when the joy end |
Nah, she ain’t like that |
Told me she ain’t like that |
Mad cause she wrote me and it took a while to write back |
My nigga told me, «Tell her anything she wanna hear.» |
She finally gave it up was another nigga’s shears |
Yeah, he cut, I ain’t fuck after putting in the time |
The next time I saw her gave her a little piece of mind |
Said a little piece of shine would’ve went a long way |
You trying to be together is a game I don’t play |
There’s no future |
She said she want me but I don’t |
Really see a future so I won’t |
Cause it’s just «No future» |
I need to really let you go |
But the way I act girl you should’ve known |
Somewhere on the west coast, looking for a good night |
Things are kinda rushed but I had me a good flight |
Back to the west again |
Back, you impressed again |
Not because I hit but I call you like a best friend |
Westin, Sheraton, share me with your girlfriend |
Might go out to eat but we back to where it all begin |
Hotel, don’t tell but we gotta part |
He gon' have your body but you told me I’ma own your heart |
What? |
I’ma own your heart? |
Why we even start? |
This was fun in the beginning but you torn apart |
I think you undecided, but you trying to hide it |
I sent a text message, now you getting all excited |
So here we go on this merry-go-round |
You told yourself you had enough cause of the way I left town |
But you back in my voice mails talking 'bout the past |
Even though we had no future, you still offering ass |