FTW (feat. Joey Bada$$ & Chuck Strangers)

Where should I begin? I came here to win
Again and again, ain't nothin' risked, yeah
Me and my friends, uh, makin' these M's
Pull up in a Benz, huh, killin' ya, killin' ya
Bitch, I'm lit, can't tell me "Stop", all these haters try to knock
Got that Yola and Reebok, kicked through the door, I bust the lock
Livin' legend like Detox, this that Linkin Park, we rock
We 'bout to spark, never stop, Westbrook nigga, feel these shots, yeah

Ooh, bitch, I might shoot straight out the roof
My team we breakin' the rules
Uh, I put the work like I clock in
Your bitch on my line, if I breathe it's a pool
That bitch all on me like Velcro, flex when I stunt like a elbow
Back to back, I flow like headerback
They love the hate, see it all through the telescope

I can't relate, mindin' my ways, I know that money is time
My niggas suit up like it's prime
Get the bag only, that is the prime
Objective, bitch, respected
Stay one hundred, like on a Big Dipper
Object, see consequences
Bury bone in your bitch, I might hit her, ooh

Where should I begin? I came here to win
Again and again, ain't nothin' risked, yeah
Me and my friends makin' these M's
Pull up in a Benz, huh, killin' ya, killin' ya
Bitch, I'm lit, can't tell me "Stop", all these haters try to knock
Got that Yola and Reebok, kicked through the door, I bust the lock
Livin' legend like Detox, this that Linkin Park, we rock
We 'bout to spark, never stop, Westbrook nigga, feel these shots, yeah

I made a mil at 21, then doubled up at 22
My niggas got plenty guns
If I point them out, they gon' shoot (uh)
Doin' donuts in the coupe, youngest nigga on the loose
I deserve it, I do, did ten thousand in the stu' (facts)

Ain't talkin' bands, I'm talkin' hours
'Cause I need the money and the power
No respect level on the dials
Yeah, sit 'em down, stick a crown on
Fuck being humble, let your nuts hang
I'm ready to run, my nigga, come bang
Middle fingers out the Mustang
I'm ridin' round like I'm Bruce Wayne

Hundred racks in my safe, - by my waist
Try to run in my place, catch shots in the face
And I bet I beat the case, yeah
I can show you real gang stuff
This shit rockin', no chase up
Couple mill' in my base, yeah

Where should I begin? (Where should I begin?)
I came here to win (I came here to win)
Again and again (again and again), ain't nothin' risked, yeah
Me and my friends makin' these M's (shakin' these bands)
Pull up in a Benz, huh, killin' ya, killin' ya

Where should I begin? I came here to win
Again and again, ain't nothin' risked (yo)
Me and my friends makin' these M's (yah)
Pull up in a Benz, huh, killin' ya, killin' ya

Killin' em, nigga, I'm killin' 'em
Since keepin' been blowin' with Gilligan, I was killin' 'em
Straight Kendall Gillingham
And here it begins, countin' my wins, a thousand and ten of 'em
Niggas is mice, I'ma make men of 'em
Niggas is nice, word to your woman friend
I'm tryna get it in, you know how it go

I put her on to my bros, you a rest-haven for hoes
But these highs weigh out the lows
So I'm smokin' all alone, in my zone
I swear I be killin' 'em
Buffalo Billin' 'em just like a poacher
Lean off the Addy just like I'm supposed to
Young nigga just doin' the most
Most, most, most, most, most, most, most, most