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FTW Video (MV)




Performed By: D.R. 1Phive
Language: English
Length: 3:06
Written by: DeKarai Williams-Watson
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D.R. 1Phive - FTW Lyrics
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I got two choices do or die, in this life I'm living
Now tell me do you wanna ride, with me through the city
Man f*ck these niggas and these hoes, that's just how I'm feeling
That's why I'm screaming f*ck the world, put my dick off in it
And get out all that I can grab, cause I keep on giving
But I just want what I deserve, so I'ma keep on spinning
My wheels until I burn 'em out, if them shits' infinite
Then I guess I'ma bleed the block, 'til the f*ckin' finish
I wake up, turn my favorite bop on, feeling like me against the world today
That's a Pac song, putting my life on the line the get rich way
Might die tryin' but I ain't scared, wouldn't be no reward if I didn't risk take
My will my words so I put it in rap to support my shot like some damn wrist tape
Nigga f*ck 'em all, yes sir we ball, feel like Curtis Snow
Nigga I can't lie, I love the game, feel like Kurtis Blow
Or Money Mitch, gotta run it up, yeah you know the score
This for the win, gotta turn it up, 'til my turn is over
They got a saying when it come to these hoes man she only yours as long as you know her
I got a saying when it come to this life really most of us renting ain't none of us owners
That's why I'm saying I'ma reach my heights 'fore my least expire and my casket lowered
Thank God now I can teach my life, help feed these fires of the vast explorers
That's coming after me like Gold Roger nigga I remember back when I was pirating a
Whole flock of music off of Frostwire, going track for track if I could find em nigga
Meanwhile I'm in the crossfire of a broken home in a divided picture
Hearing grandaddy cussing up a storm, I'm just navigating through the climate nigga
Me and KB on a silent mission to extravagate and then emancipate
Jamming Don Chief talkin' Eat Greedy, we was contemplating how to grab a plate
Only thing on my mind Chiefa was a milly too and that's sad to say
Cuz I'm still here and ain't touched it yet, but like a lust for sex, I had to master bait
Bitch I'm out here fishing these seas, and I'm getting closer reeling my dreams
Like the young dreamcatcher, guess the ancestors done wove it into my genes
Game tight as boa constrictor, nigga more than gifted, with the soul of Myrtle and Irene
With the austerity of R.P. and the will of young Spurgeon boy that's all me
R.I.P. Leroy, know they missing you V, Dez, Miracle, and Krissy too
The old man tell me 'bout the game you gave em, know the memories is what gets 'em through
Me and Courtney tryna maturate for the massive sake of his lil' ones too
But know if Uncle D don't make it nigga, I just hope I taught y'all 'bout principle
They say real men don't fold, but to be real man, that's old
Tell you the truth my nigga that's ego talking, being flexible is what's strong
Sometimes to sacrifice for sumn' bigger than you is what's necessary but just know
That for the most part you stand on yo' pivot nigga and stay true to what's in yo' soul
If I'd known then what I know now, I wouldn't stress knowing what I know now
Way back when, 'cause to go through it is the only way you'll truly know how
Regret is but a regress, keep moving forward, don't sulk 'round
Just learn from and implement correction, pick chin up and drop nuts down
Gotta know that we up now, what is fear to me, it's a blur to me
I see opportunity to overcome, just another obstacle to clear to me
Boys talk but won't stand for something, you sweet tender, you pure pussy
Can't let that drama get near to me, that's why
I wake up, turn my favorite bop on, feeling like me against the world today
That's a Pac song, putting my life on the line the get rich way
Might die tryin' but I ain't scared, wouldn't be no reward if I didn't risk take
My will my words so I put it in rap to support my shot like some damn wrist tape
Nigga f*ck 'em all, yes sir we ball, feel like Curtis Snow
Nigga I can't lie, I love the game, feel like Kurtis Blow
Or Money Mitch, gotta run it up, yeah you know the score
This for the win, gotta turn it up, 'til my turn is over
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English

I got two choices do or die, in this life I'm living
Now tell me do you wanna ride, with me through the city
Man f*ck these niggas and these hoes, that's just how I'm feeling
That's why I'm screaming f*ck the world, put my dick off in it
And get out all that I can grab, cause I keep on giving
But I just want what I deserve, so I'ma keep on spinning
My wheels until I burn 'em out, if them shits' infinite
Then I guess I'ma bleed the block, 'til the f*ckin' finish
I wake up, turn my favorite bop on, feeling like me against the world today
That's a Pac song, putting my life on the line the get rich way
Might die tryin' but I ain't scared, wouldn't be no reward if I didn't risk take
My will my words so I put it in rap to support my shot like some damn wrist tape
Nigga f*ck 'em all, yes sir we ball, feel like Curtis Snow
Nigga I can't lie, I love the game, feel like Kurtis Blow
Or Money Mitch, gotta run it up, yeah you know the score
This for the win, gotta turn it up, 'til my turn is over
They got a saying when it come to these hoes man she only yours as long as you know her
I got a saying when it come to this life really most of us renting ain't none of us owners
That's why I'm saying I'ma reach my heights 'fore my least expire and my casket lowered
Thank God now I can teach my life, help feed these fires of the vast explorers
That's coming after me like Gold Roger nigga I remember back when I was pirating a
Whole flock of music off of Frostwire, going track for track if I could find em nigga
Meanwhile I'm in the crossfire of a broken home in a divided picture
Hearing grandaddy cussing up a storm, I'm just navigating through the climate nigga
Me and KB on a silent mission to extravagate and then emancipate
Jamming Don Chief talkin' Eat Greedy, we was contemplating how to grab a plate
Only thing on my mind Chiefa was a milly too and that's sad to say
Cuz I'm still here and ain't touched it yet, but like a lust for sex, I had to master bait
Bitch I'm out here fishing these seas, and I'm getting closer reeling my dreams
Like the young dreamcatcher, guess the ancestors done wove it into my genes
Game tight as boa constrictor, nigga more than gifted, with the soul of Myrtle and Irene
With the austerity of R.P. and the will of young Spurgeon boy that's all me
R.I.P. Leroy, know they missing you V, Dez, Miracle, and Krissy too
The old man tell me 'bout the game you gave em, know the memories is what gets 'em through
Me and Courtney tryna maturate for the massive sake of his lil' ones too
But know if Uncle D don't make it nigga, I just hope I taught y'all 'bout principle
They say real men don't fold, but to be real man, that's old
Tell you the truth my nigga that's ego talking, being flexible is what's strong
Sometimes to sacrifice for sumn' bigger than you is what's necessary but just know
That for the most part you stand on yo' pivot nigga and stay true to what's in yo' soul
If I'd known then what I know now, I wouldn't stress knowing what I know now
Way back when, 'cause to go through it is the only way you'll truly know how
Regret is but a regress, keep moving forward, don't sulk 'round
Just learn from and implement correction, pick chin up and drop nuts down
Gotta know that we up now, what is fear to me, it's a blur to me
I see opportunity to overcome, just another obstacle to clear to me
Boys talk but won't stand for something, you sweet tender, you pure pussy
Can't let that drama get near to me, that's why
I wake up, turn my favorite bop on, feeling like me against the world today
That's a Pac song, putting my life on the line the get rich way
Might die tryin' but I ain't scared, wouldn't be no reward if I didn't risk take
My will my words so I put it in rap to support my shot like some damn wrist tape
Nigga f*ck 'em all, yes sir we ball, feel like Curtis Snow
Nigga I can't lie, I love the game, feel like Kurtis Blow
Or Money Mitch, gotta run it up, yeah you know the score
This for the win, gotta turn it up, 'til my turn is over
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Writer: DeKarai Williams-Watson
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