FTSO from Unc Music by GaKnew Roxwel

INTRO

Gotta figure that shit out

Gotta figure that shit out

Figure that shit out

Figure that shit out.
Get up. Get out.
All my life
I had to do with out.
All on you homie.
Show up. Show out.
The couch ain’t a bench
for players to go sub out.

VERSE 1

I’ve been broke
I’ve been po’ mayne.
Been like a website
gettin’ do’ mayne.
I’ve been through this shit
befo’ mayne.
Don’t know if it’s chow mein
or lo mein.

but I’m about to eat.
That’s for damn sho’.
So save distress fo’
your damsel.
Life ain’t nothing
but a Dance flo’.
Y’all know what I came
to the dance fo’.

Gotta move rockin’ mics
into rocket sells,
prove Roxwel’s movement
will profit well,
get a call from the rock,
yeah, they probably will
wanna make me the new addition
like Johnny Gill.


Can’t allow any heartbreak
to get you down.
Do the hokey pokey
and turn this shit around.
Even as a teacher,
that’s what it was all about.
Fuck Spotify and buyin’
features for the clout.

CHORUS

Gotta figure that shit out.
Get up. Get out.
All my life
I had to do with out.
All on you homie.
Show up. Show out.
The couch ain’t a bench
for players to go sub out.

Figure that shit out.
Get up. Get out.
All my life
I had to do with out.
All on you homie.
Show up. Show out.
The couch ain’t a bench
for players to go …

Student said

VERSE 2

Damn, if you could rap like that,
what you teaching for?
Like perhaps through a rap
I could reach him more.
Tapped into a fact
I ain’t peep before.
As a social worker,
Hiphop was my secret door;

gift God gave me to use.
Evadin’ the dues,
climbin’ corporate ladder,
like they paid me to lose,
lost focus of my goal,
but I got it from here.
Just wish what I wanted
was a guided career.

Trynna move wisely,
not have wife despise me,
I played it safe and
denied It was fear,
denied trynna hide
from the judgment of peers
and how trynna be a rapper
appears…

I was important.
Wasn’t trynna be famous.
Hatin’ awards shows,
‘cause I felt nameless.
Lord be a safetynet
as I let go wages.
Terrified of heights
on a bridge to changes.

CHORUS

Gotta figure that shit out.
Get up. Get out.
All my life
I had to do with out.
All on you homie.
Show up. Show out.
The couch ain’t a bench
for players to go sub out.

Figure that shit out.
Get up. Get out.
All my life
I had to do with out.
All on you homie.
Show up. Show out.
The couch ain’t a bench
for players to go …

VERSE 3

Goin’ all in hopin’
the flow might pop.
Risky as sellin’ dope
out the donut shop.
I mean, chasin’ a dream
now seems extreme
with social media
preppin’ us for RoboCop.

Thank God for
feedin’ me…
food for thought,
fuel for energy.
Life move so fast
the food gotta be.
By the look of my feed,
I’m that finicky?!

They don’t care what’s right,
Just wanna feel good.
They can’t tell what’s good.
“Do it feel right?”
Illogic has become
the common sense.
Can’t tell where a fit
in what it’s Finna be?

Curators only playlist
the newest trends.
Hiphops outta style?
Where do I begin?
Been walkin’ the talk,
but not driving it.
You don’t learn the difference,
you ain’t survivin’ it.

OUTRO CHORUS

FTSO
Figure That Shit Out.
Finna’ map shit out.
Get this rap shit out.
FTSO
Figure That Shit Ou.
Finna’ map shit out.
Get this rap shit out.

FTSO
Figure That Shit Out.
Finna’ map shit out.
Get this rap shit out.
FTSO
Figure That Shit Ou.
Finna’ map shit out.
Get this rap shit out.

• Hip-Hop/Rap
• adult contemporary hip hop
• boombap hiphop
• lyrical hip-hop
• unc music
• Los Angeles