FTB (Back on My Feet)

Fuck that bitch — I’m cool, I’m free,

Life too fly, she ain’t grounding me,

FTB, that’s the motto I preach,

New day, new vibe, yeah I’m outta her reach.

Used to stress over texts she ain’t never gon’ send,

Now my time’s too rich, I don’t loan to pretend,

I’m sipping on peace, yeah it’s sweeter than sin,

And the door she slammed shut let the sunlight in.

She was drama in Dior, confusion in heels,

Had me chasing old wounds that would never quite heal,

But I’m laced in new kicks, stepping clean off the reel,

Every “L” that I took turned to gold on the wheel.

Fuck that bitch — I’m cool, I’m free,

Life too fly, she ain’t grounding me,

FTB, that’s the motto I preach,

New day, new vibe, yeah I’m outta her reach.

She a rerun show, I’m the premiere now,

Had to cut the static just to hear me proud,

I’m the DJ scratch, she the skip in the track,

And the groove hit smoother when I don’t look back.

Got my homies in the ride, speakers thumpin’ my theme,

We the highlight reel, she the cut-out scene,

Let the past take a seat, let the future unfold,

FTB on the shirt, man that logo’s bold.

Say “F” (crowd: F!)

Say “T” (crowd: T!)

Say “B” (crowd: B!)

That’s the brand — that’s me!

Fuck that bitch — I’m cool, I’m free,

Life too fly, she ain’t grounding me,

FTB, that’s the motto I preach,

New day, new vibe, yeah I’m outta her reach.