20 of the Best Lyrics From Future’s ‘Beast Mode 2′ Mixtape
As the summer months roll by, high-profile releases from rap artists continue to surface and capture the attention of the rap world. Future is the latest artist to crash the party with a big splash, making a surprise return to the music scene with his new mixtape Beast Mode 2, the follow-up to the acclaimed 2015 street album that helped propel the Atlanta trapper into full-blown superstardom.
After dominating 2017 with a pair of solo albums (Future and Hndrxx) and a collaborative mixtape with Young Thug (Super Slimey), Future played the back for much of 2018, focusing his efforts on curating the soundtrack for the film Superfly. However, in an effort to tide fans over until his next proper studio album, Future has returned alongside legendary trap producer Zaytoven for a nine-track offering that finds the Freebandz general waxing poetic about his lavish lifestyle and the trials and tribulations he's endured over an array of haunting piano-laden compositions.
Zaytoven teased a summer release for Beast Mode 2 in an interview earlier this year, also describing his creative process with Future: "it's almost like looking at a pretty painting."
With Atlanta rapper Young Scooter providing the sole guest feature on the project with his appearance on "Doh Doh," Beast Mode 2 is carried lyrically by Future, who is as cocksure and vulnerable as ever throughout, a dichotomy that has made his music particularly unique.
After giving Future's latest project a few thorough spins, XXL handpicks 20 of the best lyrics from Beast Mode 2.
"I'm in Hermes drip, not in the store, you can't find it/I got stacks on me and they won't fit no wallet/I got Gucci socks on me and money in every pocket/I got Burberry seats, the color teriyaki/I'm on another wave, cut the head off the Porsche/Running with a pack of wolves, ain't no extorting" —Future
"You came from public housing, you serving hand to hand, oh/You got that good salmon, and smoking it fresh out the can/You know how to stir your bowl up, you know how to flip your bands/I'm bout to go take 200,000, just to go shop in Japan/I know the opps they thinking foul, we 'bout to take out they mans/We got to make some bullets shower, show you we ain't playing/You gon' smell this gun powder, it's gone make you dance/I've been counting it up for hours, done cramped my hands" —Future
"Gone in the sky, over 20,000/I keep my wifi lit/I spend over 5,000, that's just on one fit/I'm not going back no more when I ain't have shit/Pray I get a new connect, pray I get a brick" —Future
"Goyard as soon as the bag got packed/Zone 6, sure, I ain't showing no slack/Never been a quitter, I'ma turn it to the max/Lean in my liver, I've been taking good batch/Real dope dudes don't hang around rats/Four by four, sitting taller than a 'Lac/Margiela on my toes, sittin' way in the back/Canary yellow gold, Rollie and a Mac" —Future
"55 mil' on my carats, I never had to go in the vault/Fishscale when you speak my status, Future already done picked up the phone/We on a regular line, nigga, I can't talk to you nothin' 'bout the raw/I heard you seen a nigga get flatline, you better not tell them none what you saw" —Future
"Call Berettas, no vendetta/I know my heart belongs to the ghetto/Responsibilities without humility/Longevity, car from Italy/Fuck my enemies, get my salary/Fuck envy, end in tragedy/I'm your majesty, that's how I gotta be/Get more liberty, should be proud of me" —Future
"Comin' from poverty/Hittin' the lottery/Hottest commodity/The way that it had to be/Ain't no comparin' me,/You thinkin' charity/I'm thinkin' integrity/And worryin' 'bout the legacy/That I went through, thinkin' vicariously/I'm in this Wraith coupe, that's momentarily" —Future
"I had it falling right out of my pocket when I was just smashing her, she seen the bands/Her body Coca-Cola and she seen a can/The Glock was still on me while we was romancin'/Think I fell in love with this girl, came from France/She caramel, what'd I get a tan/I need to pay her when I get the chance/Gave her some drip, gave her a whole lot of splash" —Future
"Money get made/Bitches don't ever get saved/Saint Laurent shades/Cookin' up dope, gettin' paid/Trying to get laid/She been with me 31 days/She like bitches anyways/So we been on the same damn page" —Future
"Sleepin' on the floor had made my heart colder/They try to make it hard for me, I never falter/Gotta say I'm good, I'm on the ESPYs/I made millions by the day, check my chest piece/Try to take care of my family the best I know how/Bought myself a mansion, now I gotta buy everybody a house/Takin' care of my bitches like the mother of my child/God know all my brothers sin, I gotta blow this trial" —Future
"You don't get no guidance out the trenches to make it out/God knows I'll never give up on you, never will/Shit gettin' hectic with the niggas that ya kill for/Money got me hesitant, what I got to live for?/All this fame gettin' terrible/All these rings and Berettas/Flawless victory, change the weather/Hurricane, natural disaster" —Future
"Now anywhere around the globe, you rep the gang and you got rank, yeah/Gotta converse with the manager when I walk inside the bank, yeah/Who would ever think they was sleepin' on me/Goyard with a half a million on me/R&D's, it's like I'm possessed/All these diamonds on my chest" —Future
"Real talk nigga, I've been street before Bankroll/I can still touch a mill' cash when the bank close/Quarter mill' every month, that's just for my payroll/Lost a hundred racks a day ago, got it back today though/No days off, we be chasing them M's/Young Scooter got them trees, I ain't talking 'bout Timbs/I got bullshit work but still I jump out the gym/Treat the trap like Nipsey Hussle, you know our money in" —Young Scooter
"Treat me like Bin Laden/Pulled up and I'm going to Saturn/I made her fuck my Patek/I turned her into a baddy/Put eight new whips in traffic/My watch come out the casket/Our love is everlasting/Money wrapped up in plastic/365 ducking po-po-pos/Truck loads coming to your door, door, door/24 hours like a store, store, store/Money bring power, ask your hoe, hoe, hoe" —Future
"Wetter than a pussy, got your nose runnin'/Kamikaze comin' out on all or nothing/We just gettin' the money, fuck the whole public/You can get the whole clip if you tryna touch me" —Future
"Popcorn, movie, nigga snap a pic/You can see the Rollie shining on her, bitch/Full blown Burberry and she vegetarian/Caught her in Bahamas and she got interrogated/Chanel or Valentino, tell me what's your very favorite/I askin' a Latina, 'cause I'm in the very latest/They tryna keep up with me, that's just like investigation/They do their check up on me, thought I was in a Mercedes" —Future
"My Cinderella, I'm keeping' her spoiled/Danced with the Devil so hard to avoid/Hand on the chrome, don't you never ignore it/I left some behind, they didn't leave me no choice/Peoples get slippy, can't tell I don't show it/Shit gettin' brutal, gon' handle it with force/Yellow Presi and it wasn't off-shore/Enough water on me it can fill up the tub/Platinum your ice if you know where to store it/I smell the blood, I'ma eat you like sharks" —Future
"I made me a boss, I'm tellin' ya I feel very impeccable/A neck fulla beads, I'm tellin' ya this shit gettin' spiritual/Get down and plead, baby, and beg for forgiveness/I came with some lean, baby, and a whole lotta benefits/Codeine, it sit on my kidney and dissolve/Hit a few licks with my dawgs, we mobbin'/Called a few chicks on my line, they slobbin/Girl on a girl, if they eat that's a topping" —Future
"Lucky as a blessing and there wasn't a loss/Wrapping a bale feel like my hand was forced/Put one of the girls in an executive Porsche/Crib with a maid, and it came with a horse/Cover the green like a golfer on course/Purchase that lean with no problems, of course/Brought the machine with the money ain't short/Where I come from, you know trappin' is sport" —Future
"Open up a seal, don't feel me/Showing out in public show the real me/Pouring up in public, damn, I hate the real me/My mama stressing out, she say these drugs got me/And I ain't been the same since that nigga shot me/Holding on that K, I hope you feel me/Loading up the cartridge right now, I hate the real me/Voices in my head, 'you the enemy'" —Future