Future Brings the Heat with 8th Studio Album “High Off Life”

Following his January 2019 album The Wizrd, Future premiered his eighth studio album—High Off Life—last night at midnight. Upon release, High Off Life was immediately certified gold, thanks to the success of “Life Is Good” (feat Drake).

The 21-track project also features Travi$ Scott, YoungBoy NBA, Young Thug, Lil Uzi Vert, Meek Mill, DaBaby and Lil Baby. “100 Shooters” (featuring. Meek Mill & Doe Boy) was released as the album’s lead single in July 2019, followed by “Undefeated” and “Last Name” later that year.

However, the breakthrough single which officially deemed High Off Life highly-anticipated was the release of “Life Is Good” (feat. Drake) on January 10, 2020. The hit single debuted and peaked at #2 on Billboard 200, becoming Future’s highest charting track to date. The dynamic duo delivered a music video on the same day which currently sits at over 460 million views.

 

In addition to his eight studio albums, Future’s discography runs deep; the Atlanta rapper has released 16 mixtapes, two EPs, 109 singles (53 as a featured artist) and 72 music videos.

An April XXL interview revealed Future’s attitude towards High Off Life (which was originally titled Life is Good);

“This album right here defines me at a creative level. Going to the next level where you just going to the next level and always going outside the box, but still remaining true to my core fans and my core audience. It’s me trying new things. I want to remain true to self, but also true to my fans and just giving them a good project, a great project to be able to listen to, but also for different artists to be able to feed off of, create off of, come up with different ideas and just being at the forefront of just making a solid album, a solid, complete album. It’s just very important to me.”

Some of the album’s best lines were tweeted out right away by major media outlets:

The best song on the album? Just like track #8, it’s “Hard to Choose One”, but we’ve narrowed down our favorites. Each song on High Off Life has genuine value, but here are the top five tracks that have stayed on repeat:

1. “Trapped in the Sun”

[Verse 1]
“I been on Adderall, I been on gasoline
I had some Haitians with me, they off the pork and beans
I did new registration, I did some new Celine
They line up at the wolf doctor, actin’ like some fiends
I microwave the pound, I never cut the lean
I got dope in my blood, it’s full of promethazine
You need some molly in your drink to boost your self-esteem (Yeah, yeah)
I’m in Amiri every day, say fuck them Levi jeans (Yeah, yeah)
He wanna be a superstar, I bought him a magazine
I can’t be a role model, ’cause I’m a trappin’ king”

 

4. “Solitaires (feat. Travi$ Scott)”

[Verse 1: Future]
“Came up off a brick
Bought a Richard Mille, my new watch don’t tick
Drippin’ in Louis V, made a movie, and Prada another film
It’s the Don Dada, I stand this Lamborghini on one wheel
Twelve o’clock, and I got my gun clocked, and I’m on one pill
Monday all the way to Sunday, pick a time to drill
Gettin’ my lettuce, I’m gettin’ my paper, I’m gettin’ my trees (Woo, woo)
One thousand percent, keep it one thousand with me (Woo, woo, yeah)
Started with my squad, so I can’t chill
Money over bitches, gotta play the field
Coronavirus diamonds, you can catch the flu
Trap in bandos, walk in Jimmy Choo”

[Verse 3: Travis Scott]
When they let us off of lock’, man, we gon’ make that shit pop
Been humpin’ wifey for so long, she got a limp when she walk
Got seven drops in four spots, I get to pick where I live
In the back they playin’ twinsies like a Hugh Hefner zoo
On my teeth, these diamonds twinkle, in her legs a jacuzzi
I be tweakin’ every day, I got some screws missin'”

 

 

5. “Riding Strikers”

[Verse 1]
“Last night I was growing up (I was in Fendi too)
Took flight, I’ve been going up (That’s a ritual)
Passport and we going up like some animals
Addied up and I’m gassed up, change the temperature
Triple rows, tall hoes, they identical
Minute Maid, Hi-Tech splash (Goin’ crazy)
Drug raids got me cold, got me cocky (Ahh)
Can’t stand it, won’t enjoy life if it ain’t toxic
Cuban links, walking on ice, I don’t play hockey
I was trained standin’ on Front Street and I’m saucy
High pro, foul superstar codeine coughing
Cop a Porsche, cop a Range Rover, it’s King Jaffe
Kick a door, smokin’ sherm sticks, they opps, sees ’em
Piss poor, we sticking together like (Gang)
King Kong, I’m taking drugs out my body
Insane, inside my brain and my posse”

 

9. “Trillionaire (feat. YoungBoy Never Broke Again)”

[Verse 1: YoungBoy Never Broke Again & Future]
Reportin’ straight out of the slums (Slums)
From rags to riches, I got me some bitches and I changed up how I come (Come)
In a drought when your pockets got mumps (Mumps)
These niggas believin’ in nothin’
Ran up my sack, you know I ain’t dumb
Wherever I’m goin’, I pull up with somethin’ (Doot-doot-doot)
38, Atlanta, Lil Haiti (Haiti)
Where I’m from, it’s hard to make it (Make it)
I’ll never let ’em take it (Take it)

Grammys, I was nominated (Woah)
Told that bitch that I’m leavin’, so face it (Face it)
Get a new ho and have me a baby (Baby)
Out the jungle, I conquered and made it (I made it)
It still don’t feel like I’m famous (Famous)”

 

 16. “Accepting My Flaws”

“Chanel fanny pack out in Egypt, ain’t no reason
Gucci bucket hat for all my heathens
Temporary distractions, ain’t no grievin’ ’cause they reachin’
Copy and they clone what I’m feedin’, they be thievin’
China white in my home, be strategic, I gotta feed ya
Grind up on my own ’cause I see how they mistreat me
Don’t you let ’em turn you on me, I see it, I can peep it
Pill like white Patron, I can see it, you conceited
Talkin’ on the phone, and yeah, my tone mischievous
Plastic or the chrome, whatever we need to keep us heated
Canary yellow stone, girl, shine on my demons
I feel it in my bones when you takin’ out my semen
I purchased a couple Cashmere sweaters this evening
Take you for a walk in the park like a deacon
Half a ticket, pullin’ up on you and mamacita
Give you the keys in her face to show her how I treat you
I’m takin’ you out on dinner dates, got Franklins like Aretha
Trained in the war zone, codeine in my one liter
Pain in my attitude, it’s vicious and it’s lethal
Came off the avenue and ran into a diva
Broken-hearted, baby had me down, had to get you
You out the garden, baby, I’m from the jungle with the leeches”

 

 

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