Taxi

[Hook: Future]

The taxi had bullet holes in it

The little kids was laid out

Can you tell me who gon' miss 'em

They done knocked the whole family off

I had to hustle 'til my soles bleed

Buyin' more guns on the lowkey

It's playin' out for me on Rolling Stone

I told the squad they gotta hold on

[Verse 1: Zoey Dollaz]

Before these fuck niggas kill me, man I gotta touch some millions

They screamin' fuck love, I hope my heart end up missing

Fell in love with pain pills, I got percs all in my system

Leave the drank to my nigga Future, I don't do no sippin'

Some of my closest niggas start to treat me different

Guess I gotta watch 'em close while I still maintain my distance

Every night I think about who tryna murder me

I hope they don't hit no artery so I make it through surgery

Double back and get a nigga's whole family whacked

And my youngin hold a gun to the front like a fanny pack

Run down and clap a nigga on his front porch

Go inside, find his bitch, and shoot the gun more

(Kill that bitch too)

[Hook: Future]

The taxi had bullet holes in it

The little kids was laid out

Can you tell me who gon' miss 'em

They done knocked the whole family off

I had to hustle 'til my soles bleed

Buyin' more guns on the lowkey

It's playin' out for me on Rolling Stone

I told the squad they gotta hold on

[Verse 2: Zoey Dollaz & Future]

Thought we was through with all the love songs

You need to be there for my head space

Thought we was through with all the love songs

Hope you'll be there until my dying day

I hope my bitch still hold me down

And hope the game plan and stay down until we come up

I'm on that same thing

Hope you around just in case a nigga do fall off

Or case the feds pick me up you still answer my calls dog

I'm going through some things, I'm fighting my emotions

Young nigga tryna stay focused

I'm tryna stay focused

[Hook: Future]

The taxi had bullet holes in it

The little kids was laid out

Can you tell me who gon' miss 'em

They done knocked the whole family off

I had to hustle 'til my soles bleed

Buyin' more guns on the lowkey

It's playin' out for me on Rolling Stone

I told the squad they gotta hold on