My Collection
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I've been in the stu late, workin', no residuals
If we never speak again, I'm just glad I got to tell you truth
Ain't playin', count em'
You wanna come to paradise?
Matter of fact, you wanna come to Pluto?
Haha

She told me she was an angel
She fucked two rappers and three singers
She got a few athletes on speed dial
I'm tryna get the case dismissed before I see trial
And these codeine handles ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
No this codeine ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
I used to sell dope at my grandma's house, as a rude child
All these cameras on, fuckin' with my mood, wild
And these chains clinkin' back and forth, they too loud
They know damn well this wasn't promised
I know damn well this must be problem
Left every pair of Margielas at the condo
Technically I never packed up and leave
Left eighty racks in the dresser, you can keep
And I got this bad ting at disposal
I cooked it up and then I went global
My baby mama push a Range Rover
Had to make sure I got it fully loaded
Can't be the one and then you get exposed
If you the one, then God will let me know
But at the same time, I like to vibe with one
I'm paranoid, I gotta ride with one
And I had to 'splain to her last night
Had to send this one freak on the last flight
Had to send this one freak on the last flight

Won't get a response from me, ain't no confessions
Before I tell a lie, won't tell you nothin'
Any time I got you, girl you my possession
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection

Standin' on black socks, meet me at the yacht dock
Icin' out the clock, watch, bitches on my cock
Yeah, maybe it's the drop, yeah
We get in our feelings, yeah
I don't know how you would feel about me if I ain't have millions, yeah
I'm conversin' with you, I hope you hear me, yeah
Keep my promise, take my love with you everywhere
And hell no it ain't about no braggin' rights
But even if it was, shit I got it
Pinstripes on a hardtop Bugatti

She told me she was an angel
She fucked two rappers and three singers
I'm a keep it genuine and tell the truth to you
I got this joint, she know what to do with me
And right now I don't know what to do with you
I don't wanna sound like I'm bein' rude with you
She caught a red eye, leavin' L.A
I shoulda gave her to the valet
And I had to tell her 'bout Miami
After she came with no panty

Won't get a response from me, ain't no confessions
Before I tell a lie, won't tell you nothin'
Any time I got you, girl you my possession
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection




Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Future’s song “My Collection” tell the story of the complex relationships the rapper has with women. Throughout the song, he portrays himself as someone who is emotionally distant from the women he is involved with. He explains that he has been working tirelessly in the studio, and although he does not expect to speak with the women in his life again, he wants to make sure he tells them the truth.


He goes on to explain that one woman he was involved with slept with two rappers and three singers, and he is attempting to get her case dismissed before having to go to trial. He also speaks about his use of codeine and how it has nothing to do with his child. He reminisces about his past selling drugs at his grandma's house and how the cameras and noise from his chains are bothering him.


Future then reveals his current situation, saying that he has a lot of money and a beautiful woman who he intends to keep with him as his possession, even if he only hits her once. He goes back and forth between talking about his material possessions, like his Bugatti and expensive clothes, to the relationships he has with the women in his life, which he views as being no more than part of his “collection.”


Overall, “My Collection” speaks to the complexity of relationships, substance abuse, and materialism in the world of rap and hip-hop.


Line by Line Meaning

I've been in the stu late, workin', no residuals
I have been in the studio late at night, working hard, but without any residual income


If we never speak again, I'm just glad I got to tell you truth
Even if we never speak again, I am happy I got to speak the truth to you


Ain't playin', count em'
I am not playing around, count my money


You wanna come to paradise?
Do you want to come to a perfect place?


Matter of fact, you wanna come to Pluto?
Actually, do you want to come to a distant planet?


She told me she was an angel
She claimed to be an angel


She fucked two rappers and three singers
She had sexual relations with two rappers and three singers


She got a few athletes on speed dial
She has the contact information of some athletes on speed dial


I'm tryna get the case dismissed before I see trial
I am attempting to have the case dismissed prior to the trial


And these codeine handles ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
My use of codeine has nothing to do with my child


No this codeine ain't got nothin' to do with my lil' child
I am reconfirming the fact that my codeine use has nothing to do with my child


I used to sell dope at my grandma's house, as a rude child
During my childhood, I sold drugs at my grandmother's house and was not well-behaved


All these cameras on, fuckin' with my mood, wild
All the cameras being around are making me anxious and agitated


And these chains clinkin' back and forth, they too loud
The sound of my chains clinking back and forth is too loud


They know damn well this wasn't promised
Everyone knows that this was not guaranteed


I know damn well this must be problem
I am aware that this must be a problem


Left every pair of Margielas at the condo
I left all my pairs of Margielas at the condo


Technically I never packed up and leave
Technically, I didn't pack up and leave


Left eighty racks in the dresser, you can keep
I left $80,000 in the dresser, you can keep it


And I got this bad ting at disposal
I have access to this attractive woman


I cooked it up and then I went global
I made something popular and it became global


My baby mama push a Range Rover
My child's mother drives a Range Rover


Had to make sure I got it fully loaded
I made sure to get it fully equipped


Can't be the one and then you get exposed
I cannot be associated with someone who gets exposed


If you the one, then God will let me know
If you are the one, God will reveal it to me


But at the same time, I like to vibe with one
However, I still like to connect with one person


I'm paranoid, I gotta ride with one
I am paranoid and need to have someone with me at all times


And I had to 'splain to her last night
I had to explain to her last night


Had to send this one freak on the last flight
I had to send this one promiscuous person on the last flight


Won't get a response from me, ain't no confessions
You won't get a response from me and I won't confess anything


Before I tell a lie, won't tell you nothin'
I won't say anything before I tell a lie


Any time I got you, girl you my possession
Whenever I have you, girl, you belong to me


Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I had sex with you once, you are part of my collection


Standin' on black socks, meet me at the yacht dock
Standing on black socks, meet me at the yacht dock


Icin' out the clock, watch, bitches on my cock
Covering the clock with ice, I have girls vying for my attention


Yeah, maybe it's the drop, yeah
Maybe it's the fall of the stock market


We get in our feelings, yeah
We become emotional


I don't know how you would feel about me if I ain't have millions, yeah
I am unsure how you would perceive me if I didn't have a lot of money


I'm conversin' with you, I hope you hear me, yeah
I am talking to you, hoping you are listening


Keep my promise, take my love with you everywhere
I promise to keep my word and take my love with you wherever you go


And hell no it ain't about no braggin' rights
And absolutely not, it's not about bragging rights


But even if it was, shit I got it
But even if that was the case, I have it


Pinstripes on a hardtop Bugatti
Wearing pinstripes on a hardtop Bugatti


She told me she was an angel
She said she was an angel


She fucked two rappers and three singers
She had sex with two rappers and three singers


I'm a keep it genuine and tell the truth to you
I will always be honest and truthful with you


I got this joint, she know what to do with me
I have this girl who knows what to do with me sexually


And right now I don't know what to do with you
Currently, I am unsure what to do with you


I don't wanna sound like I'm bein' rude with you
I do not want to come across as rude


She caught a red eye, leavin' L.A
She left Los Angeles on an overnight flight


I shoulda gave her to the valet
I should have given her to the valet


And I had to tell her 'bout Miami
I had to tell her about Miami


After she came with no panty
After she came without wearing any underwear


Won't get a response from me, ain't no confessions
You won't get a response from me and I won't confess anything


Before I tell a lie, won't tell you nothin'
I won't say anything before I tell a lie


Any time I got you, girl you my possession
Whenever I have you, girl, you belong to me


Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I had sex with you once, you are part of my collection


Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I had sex with you once, you are part of my collection


Even if I hit you once, you part of my collection
Even if I had sex with you once, you are part of my collection




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: KEVIN GOMRINGER, LELAND TYLER WAYNE, NAYVADIUS WILBURN, TIM GOMRINGER

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