Jugg Season - Future, Young Scooter

I change like the streets, ‘cause it got seasons

Keep it low key, you got that cocaina

These street niggas snitching out for no reason

All year round I call it jugg season

I blend in good with the rich and famous

But that a never change the game that I’m claiming

You gotta change whips like you change clothes

They think I’m in the Illuminati, now I’m rocking gold

I don’t even think before I make a move

And I never leave the house without the tool

In the streets, nigga, you can win or lose

I got bricks, I got bills, but I don’t fuck with you

Word on the street, a lot of niggas talking

I’mma work that jugg house, and I’m a keep on balling

My trap phone, I got every label calling

Jugg on the other line want a Miami Dolphin

Put the label on hold, now money talking

I talk big money ‘cause I’m boss status

Street first, rap second, that’s just how I call it

And you know I drink that lean like an alcoholic

I change like the streets, ‘cause it got seasons

Keep it low key, you got that cocaina

These street niggas snitching out for no reason

All year round I call it jugg season

I blend in good with the rich and famous

But that a never change the game that im claiming

You gotta change whips like you change clothes

They think I’m in the Illuminati, now I’m rocking gold

Them niggas out here sneaky, but we still eating

Them niggas out here greezy, but we still working

I grind every day like I’m still hurting

I’m in the booth recording a song while my nigga serving

I took a couple niggas off, it was all worth it

I’m rocking gold like I’m King Tut, nigga fuck it

I keep some purple in my cup, I call it purple rain

You gotta watch out for these bitches trying to fuck for fame

I’m driving five different whips, five different days

And everything fully loaded from my cars and chains

You really think I’m talking to the devil for the fame

I’m burning money up and thats on everything I claim

I change like the streets, ‘cause it got seasons

Keep it low key, you got that cocaina

These street niggas snitching now for no reason

All year round I call it jugg season

I blend in good with the rich and famous

But that a never change the game that I’m claiming

You gotta change whips like you change clothes

They think I’m in the Illuminati, now I’m rocking gold