[Intro: Big Rube & Future]

These streets is harder than your diamonds

You representing gangsta, but that ain't got a damn thing to do with rhyming

Ain't nothing wrong with shining

But get right, 'cause we'll never see your light if your ignorance is blinding

You significantly grinding

And love to hustle, but be warned, the hearts and muscle, that's infinitely binding

Have you tell it to the concrete

But is the pimping and the robbing and the killing and the trapping just for drum beats?

You know your trials and your hardships

But for a better reason then the treason you committing talking hard shit

Ain't no hating, I got love for you

For twenty years, I been going way beyond and above for you

The streets is where I got respect at

Where I got my stripes at, Wikipedia can't check that

So come down off your high horse

And give back to the hood, our communities is our source

Jail ain't saved one man

We in a world where you can die for being born with a suntan

The game's a lesson if you study long

You can live the kind of life to make a nigga want to write a song

But too long and you study wrong

I'm just speaking what I know, never preaching, I ain't Eddie Long

The future us need leadership

I just keep it one thousand

Yeah, astronaut kid

Aye

[Chorus: Future]

Statistics say you gon' be a dope boy

It ain’t gon' be easy as it look, boy

Them niggas gon' bite your swagger

That bullshit don't even matter

Won’t be the first nigga to bite you

Won’t be the last mo'fucker don’t like you

Be prepared for the worse-est

We prepared for the worse-est

[Verse 1: Future]

Aye, fuck statistics and what they said, I’m a rich nigga (Rich nigga)

Some niggas get money, go to feds, get out rich, nigga (Rich nigga)

My uncle left a check, them streets came back and got his check (Came back and got his check)

Presidential Rolex, Versace specs, I’m flyer than a jet (Flyer than a jet)

It's in my flesh and bones (In my flesh and bones), I wake up on that strong (Aye, I'm on that strong)

Fuck what you think about it (What you think about it), I get it on my own (Get it on my own), you say it's wrong (What?)

You politicians (Ss), I'm politicking 'bout niggas getting it (Future)

Make you niggas successful (Yup), you tryna make a nigga stressful (Aw)

It's inside of me to be a hot commodity

Fuck more robbery, I take it more violently (Ba-bow)

For biting me, I should've sent my whole army

For making futuristic sound so damn corny (B.M.G.)

[Chorus: Future]

Statistics say you gon' be a dope boy

It ain’t gon' be easy as it look, boy

Them niggas gon' bite your swagger

That bullshit don't even matter

Won’t be the first nigga to bite you

Won’t be the last mo'fucker don’t like you

Be prepared for the worse-est

We prepared for the worse-est

[Verse 2: Future]

Bitch ass niggas (Niggas) smell like a dozen roses (Roses)

Wack ass friends (Wack) fuck around and gon' expose you (Lame)

Nobody to hang around (Never), school of swagger jackers

Got your cap and gown (Cap and gown), go around sniffing real niggas down

The green light on you in town (Go) just to lay you down (Lay you)

Smoking out a pound (Doing what?), waiting on a call about the clown (He gone)

Money on your forehead (Forehead), fuck you lil' niggas (Racks)

Kicking big talk, fuck that small talk, turn a loft to a vault

4S Panamera Turbo Porsche (4)

Do it for my niggas in the streets of course, with no choice (With no choice)

But you go and get that mula, 'fetti, no choice (With no choice)

By all means, get that mula, 'fetti, no remorse (With no remorse)

[Chorus: Future]

Statistics say you gon' be a dope boy

It ain’t gon' be easy as it look, boy

Them niggas gon' bite your swagger

That bullshit don't even matter

Won’t be the first nigga to bite you

Won’t be the last mo'fucker don’t like you

Be prepared for the worse-est

We prepared for the worse-est