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Track: Million Dollar Play
Artist: Future
Album: Pluto x Baby Pluto

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Name: Future
Spotify Genres: rap
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Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn was born on November 20, 1983 in Atlanta, Georgia. He began using his stage name while performing as one of the members of the musical collective The [a=Dungeon Family], where he was nicknamed "The Future". His first cousin, record producer, and Dungeon Family member [a=Rico Wade], encouraged him to sharpen his writing skills and pursue a career as a rapper. He attended Columbia High School. Future voices his praise of Wade's musical influence and instruction, calling him the "mastermind" behind his sound.

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Release: Future (4) & Lil Uzi Vert - Pluto x Baby Pluto
Year: 2020
Genres: Hip Hop
Styles: Trap

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I just told Mean, "Yeah, we gon' be straight"
He saw me make a million off one damn play
I let him keep that money (Zaytoven) 'cause I know he keep it safe (Buddah Bless this beat)
They ain't goin' runnin' out safe (Bop), we gon' put it right in they face (Let's go)
Yeah, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Bop)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Yeah)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Bow)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Yeah)
FN's, Glocks and Dracos, no, we ain't got no Rugers tucked (Yeah)
I don't even play with these niggas when I'm sober
So I'm on fuck shit when I'm bootin' up (Booted up)
I'm stiff in the club, can't loosen up
Let my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked
My niggas shoot shit, my niggas too cut
I'm in the cut gettin' sucked by two sluts
Pay for the hit, kill your favorite shooter
Then go on vacation, that's the power of the mula
Elliot diamonds all on the cougar
I still owe Elliot a little mula
You don't know Elliot? Bitch, that's my jeweler
Elliante, Fante, diamond cooler (Let's go)

I got a lot whole lot of bands in my pants, they from France
My girl from Chicago, she said she don't like rappers
I told her, "Give me a chance"
This is a Range Rover, this not a Lamb'
Usin' a money counter, I'm again
I cannot count it up right with my hands
You know my gun, it came with hundred round
Yeah, and the inside, it came with a fan
Yeah (Brr), yeah (Brr)
Here I go again (Brr, hello)
If you try me, we gon' have to hit your man

Yeah, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Baw)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Yeah)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Baw)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Brr)
FN's, Glocks and Dracos, no, we ain't got no Rugers tucked (Yeah)
I don't even play with these niggas when I'm sober
So I'm on fuck shit when I'm bootin' up (Booted up)
I'm stiff in the club, can't loosen up
Let my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Yeah, yeah)
Pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, pour up, go up

You know I'm drinkin' on sizzurp, yeah
You know I'm fuckin' your good girl, yeah
You know my necklace a blizzard (Count up)
Niggas tried to go inside the safe, put the gun in they face
Shootin' my shot just like I'm Dr. J, billion-dollar play
I won't talk, yeah, I'm too stiff
I'm steppin' in the club got a Glock on my hip
Drinkin' on oil, I'm downin' my pill
Count it up, get delirious
What she gon' do for the liberty
My money got her stiffer than the Statue of Liberty
Bitches on bitches, I'm literally, some of them come from the Middle East
Drippin', I'm spending, yeah, I'm the epitome
Pluto my name and I'm bigger than Kennedy
Ridin' 'round with two lil' vibes and I got three Glocks on my side
Niggas better run, go hide
You know you gon' die if you pop outside

Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Pow)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Pow)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Pow)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Yeah, yeah)
FN's, Glocks and Dracos, no, we ain't got no Rugers tucked (Yeah)
I don't even play with these niggas when I'm sober
So I'm on fuck shit when I'm bootin' up (Geeked up)
I'm stiff in the club, can't loosen up
Got my Glock in, motherfucker, got tool tucked
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up

I just told Mean, "Yeah, we gon' be straight"
He saw me make a million off one damn play
I let him keep that money 'cause I know he keep it safe (Yeah, that my boy)
They ain't goin' runnin' out safe (Bop), we gon' put it right in they face (Yeah)

Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Baw)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Yeah)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Baw)
Shoot it up, shoot it up, shoot it up (Brr, yeah)