T-Shirt
Future Lyrics


Jump to: Overall Meaning ↴  Line by Line Meaning ↴

You woke up feelin way better
Way better than the day you did before
You got the whole world in the palm of your hands
You had to let it go

DJ C-Money in this motherfucker, La Familia
Freeband Gang, we global now
Got my t-shirt game crazy, I'm goin' money crazy
All this money confiscatin' ain't no imitatin
All it took was some patience Niggas still hatin
Mo' money and mo' problems, ain't no imitatin'
Glock 40, lemme squeeze, why you better tote it
Strippers, money, weed, Young Future I promote it
Like when I was sellin rocks nigga I'm still hungry
Quarter million, all hundreds, got em all on me

Hell ya, bout that lifestyle, products on me right now
Had to pay my lawyer off cuz nigga I don't do trial
Bitches I don't do trial, you can keep your comments
I be gettin' this money, bout to fuckin vomit
30 on my stomach, tell me how bad do you want it?
Prada's what I'm rockin', Alexander got me cocky
All that damn finessin' and I took off like the Jetsons
All that damn stressin' and a nigga start progressin'
Yeah yeah

Got my t-shirt game crazy, I'm goin' money crazy
All this money confiscatin' ain't no imitatin
All it took was some patience Niggas still hatin
Mo' money and mo' problems, ain't no imitatin'
Glock 40, lemme squeeze, why you better tote it
Strippers, money, weed, Young Future I promote it
Like when I was sellin rocks nigga I'm still hungry
Quarter million, all hundreds, got em all on me

Ain't no sympathy nigga, ain't no sympathy nigga!
You remember me nigga, know you remember me nigga!
I'ma whip up in them foreigns make you envy me nigga
I'm gone whip up in them foreigns make you envy me nigga
I got that sack out the front door and I went skraight through the back
I was fucked up and starvin', I go stand right in that trap
I'm bout to sell me some yayo, I gotta jug out in Clay Co
I won't wear em no more, if those shoes a day old
See I consist and I am, see I persist and I am
I woke up in that Bugatti, went and bought me three Lambs
That's an Aventador nigga, that cost a hundred a piece
I went so hard in the streets, I'm bout to have me a feast

Got my t-shirt game crazy, I'm goin' money crazy
All this money confiscatin' ain't no imitatin
All it took was some patience, Niggas still hatin
Mo' money and mo' problems, ain't no imitatin'
Glock 40, lemme squeeze, why you better tote it
Strippers, money, weed, Young Future I promote it




Like when I was sellin rocks nigga I'm still hungry
Quarter million, all hundreds, got em all on me

Overall Meaning

In the song T-Shirt by Future, the artist speaks about his wealth, luxury lifestyle, and how he has overcome his past struggles. He starts off by noting that he is feeling better than he did the day before, and that he has the world in the palm of his hands. Despite his success, Future asserts that his hunger for financial greatness is still intact, and that he still gets excited about making money.


Throughout the song, Future makes a reference to his past illegal activity, which involves selling rocks (a street term for crack cocaine) and his connection to a life of crime. However, he also mentions that he has overcome those struggles to achieve success. In the second verse, Future speaks about his current status and how he has attained wealth through his music career. He brags about his expensive clothing, his cars, and the amount of cash he carries around with him.


The chorus in the song repeats the theme of wealth and success, while also emphasizing the struggles that come with it. Future notes that having more money leads to bigger problems, but he remains unbothered by the notion. Overall, T-Shirt is a song expressing Future's current status as a successful rapper and reflects on his life's struggles and how he overcame them.


Line by Line Meaning

You woke up feelin way better
You had a better morning than the day before


Way better than the day you did before
You felt significantly better than the previous day


You got the whole world in the palm of your hands
You have the power to control your own life


You had to let it go
You needed to release control over things that you couldn't change


DJ C-Money in this motherfucker, La Familia
DJ C-Money is present and part of the group La Familia


Freeband Gang, we global now
The Freeband Gang has expanded its reach globally


Got my t-shirt game crazy, I'm goin' money crazy
I have a strong collection of t-shirts and am obsessed with making money


All this money confiscatin' ain't no imitatin
I have obtained all of this money legally


All it took was some patience, Niggas still hatin
It required patience to get where I am, but there are still people who dislike me


Mo' money and mo' problems, ain't no imitatin'
Having more money brings more challenges, but it's not something that can be faked


Glock 40, lemme squeeze, why you better tote it
I have a Glock 40 gun and I'm not afraid to use it if necessary


Strippers, money, weed, Young Future I promote it
I support and endorse strippers, money, and weed


Like when I was sellin rocks nigga I'm still hungry
I am as motivated to make money as I was when I sold drugs


Quarter million, all hundreds, got em all on me
I have $250,000 in cash, all in one hundred dollar bills, with me right now


Hell ya, bout that lifestyle, products on me right now
Yes, I'm all about that lifestyle and I have products (drugs) with me right now


Had to pay my lawyer off cuz nigga I don't do trial
I needed to pay my lawyer to avoid going to trial


Bitches I don't do trial, you can keep your comments
I don't let people's opinions affect me or my actions


I be gettin' this money, bout to fuckin vomit
I'm making so much money that it's making me nauseous


30 on my stomach, tell me how bad do you want it?
I have $30,000 on my stomach, are you as motivated as I am?


Prada's what I'm rockin', Alexander got me cocky
I'm wearing Prada clothes and feeling confident and proud


All that damn finessin' and I took off like the Jetsons
All of my hard work and skillful maneuvering has paid off in a big way


All that damn stressin' and a nigga start progressin'
All of the stress and pressure I faced helped me to make progress


Ain't no sympathy nigga, ain't no sympathy nigga!
I have no sympathy for anyone who stands in my way


You remember me nigga, know you remember me nigga!
You will not forget about me and what I've accomplished


I'ma whip up in them foreigns make you envy me nigga
I will drive up in expensive foreign cars and make others jealous


I got that sack out the front door and I went skraight through the back
I have a bag of drugs I'm carrying with me, and I went through the back entrance to avoid detection


I was fucked up and starvin', I go stand right in that trap
I was in a desperate situation and had to turn to illegal means to make money


I'm bout to sell me some yayo, I gotta jug out in Clay Co
I'm about to sell some cocaine, I have a source in Clay County


I won't wear em no more, if those shoes a day old
I won't wear shoes that are even a day old


See I consist and I am, see I persist and I am
I am consistent and persistent in my actions and behavior


I woke up in that Bugatti, went and bought me three Lambs
I woke up in my Bugatti car and went to buy three Lamborghini cars


That's an Aventador nigga, that cost a hundred a piece
I own an Aventador car, each of which costs $100,000


I went so hard in the streets, I'm bout to have me a feast
I worked very hard to make money in the streets, and now I'm going to enjoy the rewards




Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc., Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: NAYVADIUS WILBURN, BRANDON RACKLEY, JAMES BERNARD JR. ROSSER

Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
To comment on or correct specific content, highlight it

Genre not found
Artist not found
Album not found
Song not found

Tyrianna Johnson


on Fuck Up Some Commas

he know how to rap like frfr

More Versions