Future – Worst Day Mp3 Download & Lyrics

Future – Worst Day Mp3 Download & Lyrics. Born on 20th November 1983 in Atlanta, Georgia, United States.

Nayvadius DeMun Cash, known professionally as Future, is an American rapper and singer.

Known for his mumble-styled vocals and prolific output, Future is considered a pioneer of the use of auto-tuned melodies in modern trap music.

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Future – Worst day lyrics;

Valentine’s is the worst day

Valentine’s Day the worst day, got too many to please

I pop a half of pain pill to put my mind at ease

I bought you all this gifts, chain your heart all in pieces

Try to pass out new whips, yeah, but all they want is me

Got a glock under the pillow she blowin’ for my gang

Not trying to lie to you, I don’t want to explain

Took off on a store run and jumped on a plane

Every single birthday, another private location

Valentine’s Day the worst day, got too many to please

Spent over a hundred g’s and she still wasn’t pleased

I done gave her a hundred g’s all she want is me

It’s a treat when we meet up, whenever we met

She just want me to be there on February 14th

I come through when I get a chance, but got to be brief

Tote a LV briefcase, I’m just keeping it a G

Made it out the trenches, got more stripes than a zebra

When you got more than one, two, three, four, five, six bitches

Valentine’s the worst day when a nigga rich

Got more than one, got Catholics, got Christians, got a Muslim, got Egyptians, they saying they miss me

Won’t settle for no quickie got ’em waiting up in they Vicky’s

I leave out and go missing

I done traveled a long distance, bought a house in another city

Try to talk to you, but I know you won’t get it

I know if it don’t kill you, you gonna feel it

Valentine’s Day the worst day, got too many to please

I pop a half of pain pill to put my mind at ease

I bought you all this gifts, chain your heart all in pieces

Try to pass out new whips, yeah, but all they want is me

Got a glock under the pillow she blowin’ for my gang

Not trying to lie to you, I don’t want to explain

Took off on a store run and jumped on a plane

Every single birthday, another private location

To the laughing and the cheering, praying for a better day

I’m getting mine, getting it in, smashing on acceleration

Do it times ten, upper echelon, heavyweight

Working out my differences with hard work and dedication

Long distance, in and out whenever we link up

Trench to the floor, keep a hoe to pick my mink up

Make reservations just to check in my coat

My inspiration never let it drag on the floor

I’m turning up some more, I done been too damn broke

Feel like I’m God level, so many chicks I adore

Avoiding the hurt riding in circles in the Aventador

Choose one and you gonna make the other ones feel less important

Valentine’s Day the worst day, got too many to please

I pop a half of pain pill to put my mind at ease

I bought you all this gifts, chain your heart all in pieces

Try to pass out new whips, yeah, but all they want is me

Got a glock under the pillow she blowin’ for my gang

Not trying to lie to you, I don’t want to explain

Took off on a store run and jumped on a plane

Every single birthday, another private location

Forever my lady

Forever my lady

Valentine’s Day the worst day, got too many to please

I pop a half of pain pill to put my mind at ease

I bought you all this gifts, chain your heart all in pieces

Try to pass out new whips, yeah, but all they want is me.

…THE END