Future Nostalgia Lyrics
Future
(Future nostalgia)
(Future nostalgia)(Future nostalgia)
You want a timeless song
I wanna change the game
Like modern architecture
John Lautner coming your way
I know you like this beat
`Cause Jeff been doing the damn thing
You wanna turn it up loud
"Future Nostalgia" is the name (Future nostalgia)
I know you`re dying trying to figure me out
My name`s on the tip of your tongue, keep running your mouth
You want the recipe, but can`t handle my sound
My sound, my sound (Future)
(Future nostalgia)
No matter what you do, I`m gonna get it without ya (Future nostalgia)
I know you ain`t used to a female alpha (No way, no way, future nostalgia)
No matter what you do, I`m gonna get it without ya (Future nostalgia)
I know you ain`t used to a female alpha (No way, no way, future nostalgia)
Can`t beat a Rolling Stone
If you live in a glass house (Future nostalgia)
You keep on talking that talk
One day, you gonna blast out
You can`t be bitter if I`m out here showing my face (Future nostalgia)
You want what now looks like
Let me give you a taste
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I know you`re dying trying to figure me out
My name`s on the tip of your tongue, keep running your mouth
You want the recipe, but can`t handle my sound
My sound, my sound (Future)
(Future nostalgia)
No matter what you do, I`m gonna get it without ya (Future nostalgia)
I know you ain`t used to a female alpha (No way, no way, future nostalgia)
No matter what you do, I`m gonna get it without ya (Future nostalgia)
I know you ain`t used to a female alpha (No way, no way, future nostalgia)
You can`t get with this, if you ain`t built for this
You can`t get with this, if you ain`t built for this
I can`t build you up, if you ain`t tough enough
I can`t teach a man how to wear his pants (Hah)
I know you`re dying trying to figure me out
My name`s on the tip of your tongue, keep running your mouth
You want the recipe, but can`t handle my sound
My sound, my sound (Future)
I know you`re dying trying to figure me out
My name`s on the tip of your tongue, keep running your mouth
You want the recipe, but can`t handle my sound
My sound, my sound (Future)
(Future nostalgia)
(Future nostalgia)
(Future nostalgia)
My sound, my sound, my sound (Future)
(Future nostalgia)
