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FTW (Outro)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
FTW (Outro) was released on March 22, 2020 by REC LLC as a part of the album Hungry
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AlbumHungry
Release DateMarch 22, 2020
LabelREC LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Illhd
Illhd
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Gregory C. Williams
Gregory C. Williams
Songwriter

Lyrics

Another day, another penny, it may be another quarter
But if you want that dollar, work four times harder
Politicking with street martyrs
As a kid, staring out my project window
Anticipating my migration to the corner
The hate you gave little infants fucked everybody
So when boys turn into men, they like fuck everybody
All eyes on me cause nobody want to watch me
Feeling like Pac after they popped em
Flipping off the paparazzi
It's kinda hard to cope, not having a coup
Frowned on by ones in suits
With killers lacing my boots
The streets calling my name
But God won't let me loose
It's like my **** gotta die
Just to become living proof that time gone lap
Chopping in the trap Hustling, trying to make a stack
It's a war going on, they fearing no man
Committing kamikaze
Feeling like Pac after they popped me
Flipping off the paparazzi
With my middle fingers up
Like, fuck the world, yeah
I got my middle fingers up
Like, fuck the world
I remember when my granny sat me down
I ask her what I'm supposed to do
I feel the Lord ain't blessing your child
She said you want to go to hell
With the rest of the crowd
He wants to see if you can make it
Through the test and the trials You gotta be careful
Can't let the evil of that money trap me So when they talking greasy
Tell them come and holla at me
Skating on thin ice
We out here playing hockey
Feeling like Pac after they popped em
Flipping off the paparazzi
I'm standing outside trying to sing my way in
You know what I'm saying
We are hungry, please let us in
We are hungry, please let us in
After about a week, that song is gonna change to
We hungry, we need some food
After two, three weeks, it's like, you know
Give me all the food, I'm knocking on the door
After a year, you know what I'm saying
I'm picking the lock, coming through the door, blasting
You know what I'm saying
It's like, you hungry
You hungry
You hungry
Written by: Gregory C. Williams
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