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Future Favorite Video (MV)




Performed By: Adro
Language: English
Length: 2:01
Written by: Adrian Herenton




Adro - Future Favorite Lyrics




Yeah, one, two
Yeah, yeah
Straight out of Blackhaven, a young player named Dollar
One they look up to, but I never play role model

Knowin' I be like this since temp fades
Anything steerin' me off the track is in the way
So move, bitch, losin' my lil' fate would be ludacris
I'm on I-20, slidin' to plenty

That's the only way you go from titty boy to be in two chains
I had to go boss up and do things, it's me
Jumpin' fresh like it's R.I.P
To a sucker dyin' out, tryin' to run with me

So I took a lil' hiatus, let him get they flavor
A few features later, throw still the future favorite
And what's that? Everything real off top, nigga, no cap
Yeah, yeah

Yeah
Uh, put me anywhere on God's green earth
I triple my worth, we done smoked so long
That my speech a lil' slurred, bae

I know you don't puff, but you secondhand
Stuck in shit, they also live a little
Just hit the blunt, we can touch cloud nine
I can't mic touchin' mine

Don't wanna be your husband, I just really want your time
That's often where we bump heads
I got you fiendin' for a romance, I just want the bread
Benz is out on Rosecrans vision like a trance

Independent, so it's no man, a total end in grand
I just know my worth and it can't be cut short
By a person who ain't tapped in, tryin' to gage my worth
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Yeah, one, two
Yeah, yeah
Straight out of Blackhaven, a young player named Dollar
One they look up to, but I never play role model

Knowin' I be like this since temp fades
Anything steerin' me off the track is in the way
So move, bitch, losin' my lil' fate would be ludacris
I'm on I-20, slidin' to plenty

That's the only way you go from titty boy to be in two chains
I had to go boss up and do things, it's me
Jumpin' fresh like it's R.I.P
To a sucker dyin' out, tryin' to run with me

So I took a lil' hiatus, let him get they flavor
A few features later, throw still the future favorite
And what's that? Everything real off top, nigga, no cap
Yeah, yeah

Yeah
Uh, put me anywhere on God's green earth
I triple my worth, we done smoked so long
That my speech a lil' slurred, bae

I know you don't puff, but you secondhand
Stuck in shit, they also live a little
Just hit the blunt, we can touch cloud nine
I can't mic touchin' mine

Don't wanna be your husband, I just really want your time
That's often where we bump heads
I got you fiendin' for a romance, I just want the bread
Benz is out on Rosecrans vision like a trance

Independent, so it's no man, a total end in grand
I just know my worth and it can't be cut short
By a person who ain't tapped in, tryin' to gage my worth
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Writer: Adrian Herenton
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