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FTW Video (MV)




Performed By: BooBooDaFoo
Language: English
Length: 2:34
Written by: Jaevaughn Brooks
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BooBooDaFoo - FTW Lyrics




I reached my highest and my lowest in one week this year
I ain't been talking to by dad but I need em near
Momma don't comeback from them doctors only thing I fear
Cold shoulder cuz a good heart don't help the tears

Bad days been coming far too often
I don't really want too much just tell me where my dawgs went
I'll prolly find my peace with a voodoo lady in New Orleans
Or with a bitch in Portland, it ain't my place to call it
I'm genuinely tryna get to know her I don't know where her bra went
They told me pressure make diamonds well look my blood flawless
I'm going through this depression if I'm just being honest
Sometimes I feel like f*ck the world and that's me being modest
My niece's growing up
I hope you watch and applicate it Juice don't be like us
Cuz we was raised in broken homes built on broken trust
If you don't make it out in sports then you was born to bust
If you don't go out while you balling you then you never was
Nana said no sad faces so I'm geeking hard to cope
From the bottom you can't lose it if you never had a hope
If we supposed to be family why everybody feel alone
Need to get over my pride nobody better on they own
They locked Zay and I just overslept and missed my nigga call
Ain't explaining shit for shit y'all act like dog wasn't my dog
Shout the ones that's still for me and seen all of my flaws
I was fly asf at school and me Silk was sharing drawls
Living in public housing
Barely afforded couches
Brother was selling dope crackers higher than Fuji mountain
Rolling wit all the punches you never seen me do pouting
Favors was never labor so why the f*ck is we counting
Use to call lil bro my bro now I don't know too much about em
Use to want a lot of love now I don't give a f*ck about it
Long live that nigga kell he real thurl kept solid
We was 4 to a bed 2 to a pillow it's 8 kids in the room
This shit was fun we ain't knowing what the f*ck we been through
Lachelle Major why you leave me Nana girl I miss you
They say I'm rapping I just feel I'm finally writing my truth, it's Foo

I reached my highest and my lowest in one week this year
I ain't been talking to by dad but I need em near
Momma don't comeback from them doctors only thing I fear
Cold shoulder cuz a good heart don't help the tears
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English

I reached my highest and my lowest in one week this year
I ain't been talking to by dad but I need em near
Momma don't comeback from them doctors only thing I fear
Cold shoulder cuz a good heart don't help the tears

Bad days been coming far too often
I don't really want too much just tell me where my dawgs went
I'll prolly find my peace with a voodoo lady in New Orleans
Or with a bitch in Portland, it ain't my place to call it
I'm genuinely tryna get to know her I don't know where her bra went
They told me pressure make diamonds well look my blood flawless
I'm going through this depression if I'm just being honest
Sometimes I feel like f*ck the world and that's me being modest
My niece's growing up
I hope you watch and applicate it Juice don't be like us
Cuz we was raised in broken homes built on broken trust
If you don't make it out in sports then you was born to bust
If you don't go out while you balling you then you never was
Nana said no sad faces so I'm geeking hard to cope
From the bottom you can't lose it if you never had a hope
If we supposed to be family why everybody feel alone
Need to get over my pride nobody better on they own
They locked Zay and I just overslept and missed my nigga call
Ain't explaining shit for shit y'all act like dog wasn't my dog
Shout the ones that's still for me and seen all of my flaws
I was fly asf at school and me Silk was sharing drawls
Living in public housing
Barely afforded couches
Brother was selling dope crackers higher than Fuji mountain
Rolling wit all the punches you never seen me do pouting
Favors was never labor so why the f*ck is we counting
Use to call lil bro my bro now I don't know too much about em
Use to want a lot of love now I don't give a f*ck about it
Long live that nigga kell he real thurl kept solid
We was 4 to a bed 2 to a pillow it's 8 kids in the room
This shit was fun we ain't knowing what the f*ck we been through
Lachelle Major why you leave me Nana girl I miss you
They say I'm rapping I just feel I'm finally writing my truth, it's Foo

I reached my highest and my lowest in one week this year
I ain't been talking to by dad but I need em near
Momma don't comeback from them doctors only thing I fear
Cold shoulder cuz a good heart don't help the tears
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Writer: Jaevaughn Brooks
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