Future ATL - You Wonder feat. Busta Rhymes & Rocko lyrics

rate me

This the part of the movie you chant for the nigga

That made something from nothing

And he lives

Which just sets up the sequel

Astronaut

DJ Drama

I made some money but I wanna make some more

I’m for the best friend, I wonder who should know

You see the warrior, you wonder how fast he go

These real diamonds you wonderin’ why it glow

Turn up!

We be ballin’ all summer

And we be hustlin’ all winter

And you have no idea

What it takes to be a winner

I know you wonder

The way I feel is make these niggas choke

Until this shit is painful it’s impossible to cope

The only magnifying glass I look through is a scope

Snap back leaning, lying face, dangle from my rope

Get to know the meaning

Me and Future, chopper in my coat

While we both be leaning

Fucking bitches, sloppy on a boat

While my homies sleeping

Picking up all of this money like it’s only dough I’m sweeping

Gripping up all of this money like you know we only eating

Grabbing up every bag, fuck the talk, we beasting

Your memory is really grand, why waste time competing?

I don’t know you thinking is funny, close your mouth

I’m only here to get this money, fuck you talkin’ ‘bout?

And never doubt we getting this dough till it hurts your head

Till my accountant fall asleep while he count this bread

I made some money but I wanna make some more

I’m for the best friend, I wonder who should know

You see the warrior, you wonder how fast he go

These real diamonds you wonderin’ why it glow

Turn up!

We be ballin’ all summer

And we be hustlin’ all winter

And you have no idea

What it takes to be a winner

I know you wonder

I’m doing pushups on the money, dealer tags still on ‘em

Watch when he pull up on ‘em, all the ladies push up on him

Doing curls with the money, getting credit two million

Pull up on ‘em, Rolls Royce, thinking like ten million

Never answer my phone, only pick up when them money ring

Sit up on the stair wheel, look at that money ring

Tits around the town, working my cow, ankle weight

Ship it in, loud pound, I don’t need an anchor, wait

Break it down, stretch it out, punch it up, work it out

I remember pulling up, now all I do is pick it up

First we train the money, it come every day

Thank goodness for my hustle, thank God I got my muscle

I’m ‘bout that cream, a bitch’ll never milk me

Fuck being clean, I’d rather be filthy

I made some money but I wanna make some more

I’m for the best friend, I wonder who should know

You see the warrior, you wonder how fast he go

These real diamonds you wonderin’ why it glow

Turn up!

We be ballin’ all summer

And we be hustlin’ all winter

And you have no idea

What it takes to be a winner

I know you wonder