FTB: Country or Die

Yeah… FTB, baby.

We ride or die, no half-steppin’.

Kickin’ dust on this dirt road life,

Ain’t no fake love, ain’t no strife.

Ridin’ high with my FTB crew,

We do what we want, don’t follow rules.

She said she wanted drama, I said bring it on,

We laugh at the storm ‘til the pain is gone.

Every wrong turn, every fight we survive,

FTB keeps the fire alive.

🎤 F-T-B, we ride, we roam!

🎤 Ain’t nobody takin’ this crown from home.

🎤 From the bar to the backroads, loud and wild,

🎤 FTB forever, country style!

Whiskey nights, neon lights on the fence,

Talkin’ ‘bout life and all that nonsense.

We take our chances, we break the rules,

Playin’ hard in this old-school school.

The haters talk, but they don’t know the game,

We built our brand, they just chase the fame.

From the city streets to the fields so wide,

FTB loyalty we wear with pride.

We’ve been broke, we’ve been low,

But together, we always grow.

Family, friends, whoever was there,

FTB’s love, nothin’ can compare.

🎤 F-T-B, we ride, we roam!

🎤 Ain’t nobody takin’ this crown from home.

🎤 From the bar to the backroads, loud and wild,

🎤 FTB forever, country style!

🎤 Yeah… FTB forever, country style!