After releasing a series of moderately successful mixtapes between 2010 and 2011, Future signed a major label deal with Epic Records and fellow American rapper Rocko's A1 Recordings, which helped launch his own label imprint Freebandz. Future subsequently began working on his debut studio album "Pluto," and in April 2012 released the album to positive reviews. The album spawned five singles, all of which charted on the Billboard Hot 100. The album was later re-released in November, as "Pluto 3D." His second studio album "Honest," was released on April 22, 2014, and is also performing with his group Freeband Gang. He released his highly anticipated third studio album, "DS2," on July 16, 2015. The Atlanta rapper also released several mixtapes during 2015, "Beast Mode" in January, "56 Nights" in March, and "What a Time to Be Alive (with Drake)" in September. Future released "Purple Reign" in January 2016. The 13-track mixtape was executive produced by Metro Boomin and DJ Esco, with additional production from Southside, Zaytoven, and more.
Pray for a Key
Future Lyrics
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Whoa, whoa, whoa
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to go berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church
And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to go berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
Smoking green loud, grape Gushers, yeah
Hangin' in the trap where I learned to hustle, yeah
Flex, I done doubled up my cup
Can't explain the way I grind, can't explain it (don't change up)
Sold nickles, sold dime bags, now I'm famous
Been posted up with the murder squad, we're all hangin'
Stayed low in the cut, had to fake it 'til a nigga made it (I did)
I'm the same nigga I've been, every single day, I'm gettin' faded
I was gettin' it in times ten when the police raided
Soon as I elevated, finessin' went elegant
They can't tell I was vicious when I was treacherous
I could've failed, I turned it up and went executive, yeah (Pluto)
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to go berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
Order up six hundred bottles and sixty bitches
I been havin' bitches starstruck, don't get in your feelings
I been countin', oh yeah, I'ma keep it a trillion (yeah)
Changing up velocity because of curiosity
I had to kill the cat, I'ma tell the truth
Five-star bitch wearing all white and I got it (murder)
Kept it true, dressed her up like a stylist (murder)
Pick any car you want just like you hit the lottery (whoa, whoa)
Diamonds are forever for you, yes, an eternity (whoa, whoa)
Niggas can't be fucking with you, they're just like burnin' me (woo)
Need a down bitch that can transport a kilo (super)
I need a down bitch, purse fat like a sumo (ayy)
Keep it one thousand
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to go berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church (go to church)
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
Used to pray for a key
"Pray for a Key" by Future is a song that talks about the rapper's days as a drug dealer and his aspirations of making it big in the music industry. The opening lines of the song, "Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird," refer to his previous life of selling drugs where he would pray to receive a shipment of drugs or a "bird". Future goes on to say that he has now "got the drop on my opps", which means he has obtained valuable information about his rivals and will not inform anyone about it.
Future talks about his relentless desire to succeed and make it big, as he has been "dying to go berserk". He mentions his lavish lifestyle of expensive wine, luxury cars, and hanging out with women. He also taunts his previous lifestyle of selling cocaine, where he would "cook up chickens" (slang for crack cocaine) and nobody cared. He mentions driving around in his car, smoking a large amount of marijuana in just 60 minutes.
The chorus of the song repeats the opening lines, where Future talks about his days of praying for a key, and not forgetting his humble beginnings. He describes how he used to sell small quantities of drugs, such as nickels and dime bags, but has now become famous. The lyrics also touch upon how Future has had to fake it till he made it, and how he keeps things low profile.
Line by Line Meaning
Used to pray for a key
I used to ask God for a way to get into the drug game and make money
ask God to send me a bird
I prayed for a shipment of drugs to arrive so I could sell them
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
I have information on my rivals, but I won't tell anyone
It's time to go berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
I'm ready to take action and become ruthless
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
I'm living a luxurious lifestyle and not caring about making a mess
Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church
I feel guilty about my actions and go to church to seek forgiveness
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
I'm selling drugs and cooking up crack, but no one cares about the consequences
And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
I have spent many sleepless nights cooking and preparing drugs
Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
I smoke a large amount of weed while driving around
Order up six hundred bottles and sixty bitches
I order a lot of alcohol and have many women around me
Changing up velocity because of curiosity
I'm taking risks out of curiosity and wanting to experience something new
I had to kill the cat, I'ma tell the truth
I had to do something illegal and I'm admitting the truth
Five-star bitch wearing all white and I got it (murder)
I have a high-class woman with me and I obtained her through illegal means
Kept it true, dressed her up like a stylist (murder)
I stayed honest with her, but I also made her look good through illegal means
Pick any car you want just like you hit the lottery
You can have any car you want because we have so much money
Diamonds are forever for you, yes, an eternity
I will give you expensive jewelry that will last forever
Niggas can't be fucking with you, they're just like burnin' me
No one can mess with you because they'll face the same consequences as me
Need a down bitch that can transport a kilo (super)
I need a woman who can transport a large amount of drugs for me
I need a down bitch, purse fat like a sumo
I need a woman with a large purse to help me carry drugs and money
Keep it one thousand
Keep it real and honest with me at all times
Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Bryan Simmons, Isaiah Devoe, Nayvadius Wilburn, Sidney Ragland
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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[Intro]
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
[Chorus]
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to go berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to go berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
[Verse 1]
Smoking green loud, grape Gushers, yeah
Hangin' in the trap where I learned to hustle, yeah
Flex, I done doubled up my cup
Can't explain the way I grind, can't explain it (Don't change up)
Sold nickles, sold dime bags, now I'm famous
Been posted up with the murder squad, we're all hangin'
Stayed low in the cut, had to fake it 'til a nigga made it (I did)
I'm the same nigga I've been, every single day, I'm gettin' faded
I was gettin' it in times ten when the police raided
Soon as I elevated, finessin' went elegant
They can't tell I was vicious when I was treacherous
I could've failed, I turned it up and went executive, yeah (Pluto)
[Chorus]
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to go berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
[Verse 2]
Order up six hundred bottles and sixty bitches
I been havin' bitches starstruck, don't get in your feelings
I been countin', oh yeah, I'ma keep it a trillion (Yeah)
Changing up velocity because of curiosity
I had to kill the cat, I'ma tell the truth
Five-star bitch wearing all white and I got it (Murder)
Kept it true, dressed her up like a stylist (Murder)
Pick any car you want just like you hit the lottery (Woah, woah)
Diamonds are forever for you, yes, an eternity (Woah, woah)
Niggas can't be fucking with you, they're just like burnin' me (Woo)
Need a down bitch that can transport a kilo (Super)
I need a down bitch, purse fat like a sumo (Ayy)
Keep it one thousand
[Chorus]
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to go berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church (Go to church)
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
[Outro]
Used to pray for a key
Orest Lapi
[Intro]
Woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah
[Chorus]
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send meβ aβ bird
Got the dropβ on my opps, I'm never gon'β say a word
It's time to go berserk, I've been dyingβtoβgoβberserk
Grey Poupon, spillin'βwine on yourβshirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to go berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
[Verse 1]
Smoking green loud, grape Gushers, yeah
Hangin' in the trap where I learned to hustle, yeah
Flex, I done doubled up my cup
Can't explain the way I grind, can't explain it (Don't change up)
Sold nickles, sold dime bags, now I'm famous
Been posted up with the murder squad, we're all hangin'
Stayed low in the cut, had to fake it 'til a nigga made it (I did)
I'm the same nigga I've been, every single day, I'm gettin' faded
I was gettin' it in times ten when the police raided
Soon as I elevated, finessin' went elegant
They can't tell I was vicious when I was treacherous
I could've failed, I turned it up and went executive, yeah (Pluto)
[Chorus]
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to go berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
[Verse 2]
Order up six hundred bottles and sixty bitches
I been havin' bitches starstruck, don't get in your feelings
I been countin', oh yeah, I'ma keep it a trillion (Yeah)
Changing up velocity because of curiosity
I had to kill the cat, I'ma tell the truth
Five-star bitch wearing all white and I got it (Murder)
Kept it true, dressed her up like a stylist (Murder)
Pick any car you want just like you hit the lottery (Woah, woah)
Diamonds are forever for you, yes, an eternity (Woah, woah)
Niggas can't be fucking with you, they're just like burnin' me (Woo)
Need a down bitch that can transport a kilo (Super)
I need a down bitch, purse fat like a sumo (Ayy)
Keep it one thousand
[Chorus]
Used to pray for a key, ask God to send me a bird
Got the drop on my opps, I'm never gon' say a word
It's time to go berserk, I've been dying to go berserk
Grey Poupon, spillin' wine on your shirt
Went on a stain, after I hit it, had to go to church (Go to church)
Selling cocaine, cookin' up chickens, don't nobody care
And I done spent countless nights workin' inside the kitchen
Drivin' in the car, smoke an ounce in sixty minutes
Tee Rell
Itβs always the hardest song that gets the least attention π₯π₯π₯
Duke 85
Facts
Freesoul Leak
People never get the message π
Paradise Mbili
When the album was dropped midnight last year i was first here listened to this heat and forgot about it now i here again
abdi halim
But he didn't release the video that's what will make him get more attention
WhileWild
Future! One of the best artist Iβve ever heard. He deserve so much!!! His voice has something special and you feel that he is singing with his heart β€οΈ I love that. I wish I could make a song with him one day π
Nicholas Italiano
@Jack CAMPBELL 0000p
Pasto Smokess
Hendrix bro hendrix
Jack CAMPBELL
You're a Great musician WhileWild
MANIACS KE
Thats my dream tooπ