Drake & Future — Live from the Gutter

[Intro: Future] Hendrix Yeah Aqua Ah (I woke up like this) [Chorus: Future] Reportin' live from the fuckin' gutter, bitch I ain't talkin' but some big money shit I ain't talkin' nothin' but big money shit I ain't talkin' nothin' but big money, bitch [Verse 1: Future] Reportin' live from the gutter I'll buy this motherfucker, talkin' big money shit, bitch Straight up out the gutter, never had shit Now we got 90210 on our address Talking ten mil' just to get our assets I know them tears still fallin' now on my last bitch This money make me hungry, I'm a savage I seen the stars lining up, you couldn't imagine I watched my broad give up on me like I'm average I went back inside the attic, counted up and started laughing, ah I went back inside the attic, counted up and started laughing, ah (Freebandz) Ah, Cuban links hanging on my wrist, I was on welfare Wake up in the house, I look up, I see bales everywhere I see girls everywhere, I see scales everywhere I see hell everywhere, I get mail everywhere Walked inside the booth and came out in a Learjet A fiend for that lean, I ain't start drinking beer yet They bust the trap, I live there Came out clean, I ain't clean, my niggas still there Just imagine you was livin' lavish and they still there Wake up in the crib, pool sitting on the hill now I just need some niggas with me that's gon' keep it real now Got a lot of pretty bitches, I just pay they bills now Money make her feel good, but damn she make me feel good Known for getting that guala out in Europe, but I'm still hood Known to pop a bottle on a model, fuck her like I'm on my last damn dollar [Chorus: Future] Reportin' live from the fuckin' gutter, bitch I ain't talkin' but some big money shit I ain't talkin' nothin' but big money shit I ain't talkin' nothin' but big money, bitch [Verse 2: Drake] Reporting live from the gutter I will buy this motherfucker, it's not even a discussion, woo And I got my niggas with me, yeah, yeah She gon' end up dippin' with me, yeah, yeah And I got her trippin' off the yah-yah Pillow talking, dishing out on all y'all, yeah In one ear and out the other Shut your mouth and take what's coming Live from the gutter, dawg, yeah, yeah She don't want pets, but I'm a dog, yeah, yeah And she love it, dawg, yeah, yeah And she love it, dawg, yeah, yeah On the Billboards, all we do is pop shit Soon as night fall, that's when we lock in This for my niggas on that bullshit and that nonsense This for my dawgs that go Karrueche with the chopsticks, woo And we gon' miss you They don't want no smoke, they don't want no issue But these the times we gotta live through But these the times we gotta live through, and I'm [Chorus: Future] Reportin' live from the fuckin' gutter, bitch I ain't talkin' but some big money shit Reportin' live from the damn gutter Swear to God, I'll buy this motherfucker, ah