Future — Aint Coming Back

[Intro] The Wizard Some things out of my control Gotta stay in my zone (Boy) Know what I'm sayin' (I just told Richie we rich) Woo [Chorus] Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold I done made it without sellin' my soul Bad bitch layin' down in a robe Ask me how I made a mil' and didn't fold Askin' 'bout these VVVV's, drippin' Keepin' it cold, I'm so different, yeah Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy Couple real friends turned enemy [Verse 1] Different, I done customized the Bentley, yeah Difference, I done fucked a few stars, yeah Probably know a couple names on the list Some you don't know, they anonymous Fluorescent but keep the jewelry on a miss Never on the shelf, never on the shelf, yeah I don't need no stylist, I can dress myself (I don't need a stylist) Gotta watch the diamonds and they match the belt (Yeah) Tryna give advice, need to help yourself Tryna save me, need to save yourself I can hear the hate even if I'm deaf You childish, nigga, yeah, you childish, nigga Jealous of my wrist and my diamonds Jealous 'cause these hoes out here wildin', yeah, yeah They say I'm the one that inspired them, yeah, yeah They say I'm the one that can excite 'em (You the one) [Chorus] Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold I done made it without sellin' my soul Bad bitch layin' down in a robe Ask me how I made a mil' and didn't fold Askin' 'bout these VVVV's, drippin' Keepin' it cold, I'm so different, yeah (I'm so different) Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy (Feel my energy) Couple real friends turned enemy [Post-Chorus] Brought my dices with me, had to skip class Had to tell so many I ain't comin' back Yeah yeah, I ain't comin' back Yeah yeah, I ain't comin' back [Verse 2] Bitch went to the 'Gram to write a book (Why she do that?) Tryna steal the bands from me like a crook (Bands) Don't you judge me off mistakes I've made You talk shit, gotta take it to the grave (For life) Wrist rocky, talkin' V-V-V's Bitches suckin' out my energy She'll fuck my brother for the currency Dawg ho and these dawgs ain't free (Boy) Never on the shelf, always fresh to death I don't need a stylist, I can dress myself (I can dress myself) Drugs in my system, don't play it fair (Don't play it fair) Bitches take advantage, know I need help (Yeah) [Chorus] Sometimes I sit down, wrist on gold (Yeah) I done made it without sellin' my soul (Oh) Bad bitch layin' down in a robe Ask me how I made a mil' and didn't fold Askin' 'bout these VV's, VV's, drippin' (Ask about 'em) Keepin' it cold, I'm so different, yeah (I'm so different) Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy (Wanna feel my energy) Couple real friends turned enemy [Post-Chorus] Brought my dices with me, had to skip class Had to tell so many I ain't comin' back Yeah yeah, I ain't comin' back Yeah yeah, I ain't comin' back [Outro] Askin' 'bout these VV's, VV's, drippin' Keepin' it cold, I'm so different, yeah Lot of bitches wanna feel this energy Couple real friends turned enemy