Into the Future lyrics

[Verse 1: Rockie Fresh]
I tell my n*ggas
Anything is possible, impossible is nothing
I mean look at the dough we getting, I mean look at these hoes we f*cking
I know this sh*t can get better
Workin' hard, tryna put myself together
And tell the world that im ready for whatever
Finna hit the jackpot, I got my hand on the lever
Going down, gotta let that b*tch boom
New condo, walk in, 6 rooms
Feelin' good but that sh*t got a sick view
A n*gga on track, I should probably get a pit crew
You don't think I'm Uno, skip you
You ain't got it like me, cause your b*tch do
Talking sh*t about me to her, thats a b*tch move
Thats another thing a real n*gga getting through, gone

[Verse 2: Rockie Fresh]
I just hope it all ends well
The swag stories my friends tell
This train wreck that we inhale
Got me feelin' unstoppable like Denzel
Anyone, make a n*gga get more bucks, more gold, more hoes
Got more trucks, ha
Throw the De Lorean doors up
Pretty chick watching me hop out
You're f*cked!
Man, these wild girls love chill
Like these fake n*ggas love real
But hated at the very same time
They say ain't f*cking with it
So they trippin online
sh*t, I could be outta my mind
But its lookin real smooth
These n*gga pay for pus*y
I'm just tryna pay dues
I dont ever make excuses homie
I just make moves, yeah