Creep up on these niggas, creep up on these niggas
Speak up on it, nigga, speak up on it, nigga
Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything
Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything
Gon’ make it bang, gon’ make it bang
Getting followed by them hollows, gon’ make it bang
Niggas ain’t been to church in a minute
But it’s funny how that TEC make a nigga get religious
Amen, amen, hey
Waving at these niggas, hey
Start waving at these niggas, amen, hey
Waving at these niggas, hey
Ugh! Sawed-off shotty, Reebok pump a nigga
I Kirk out for them Franklins, I stomp a nigga
Virginia mind, I dump on ’em and throw the gun away
The shoe fits weird, nigga, now run them Penny Hardaways
You can’t have a conscience when you a god, nigga
What the fuck is a city to a Godzilla?
Okay, now everybody tough, everybody buff
Tell you, “Shoot at they feet,” and watch them double Dutch
Oh, no, then dance, little nigga, dance, little nigga
You by yourself now, what’s the plan, little nigga?
Gon’ make it bang, go and make it bang
Pusha just want the money, I’m takin’ everything
Hand me the ratchet, put everything in the basket
All of the paper and plastic, hollows, I’m givin’ them out
Run in your house, stickin’ a gun in your mouth
Niggas turn religious when they starin’ at the devil
Pull that trigger, chopper Rocky like I’m playin’ heavy metal, ah
Creep up on these niggas, creep up on these niggas
Speak up on it, nigga, speak up on it, nigga
Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything
Walk up in that bitch and wave at everything
Gon’ make it bang, gon’ make it bang
Getting followed by them hollows, gon’ make it bang
Niggas ain’t been to church in a minute
But it’s funny how that TEC make a nigga get religious
Amen, amen, hey
Waving at these niggas, hey
Start waving at these niggas, amen, hey
Waving at these niggas, hey
Decoding the Streets: Themes in “M.F.T.R. (Remix)”
Chris Brown’s “M.F.T.R. (Remix)” dives into the gritty realities of street life, blending bravado with vulnerability. The lyrics paint a picture of survival, where trust is scarce and danger lurks at every turn. Brown uses vivid imagery—references to weapons, religious moments sparked by violence, and a sense of perpetual motion (“creep up on these niggas”)—to convey the tension and unpredictability of his environment. The recurring motif of waving in the club, juxtaposed with the threat of violence, highlights a duality: the need to assert dominance while navigating fear.
Religious Undertones and Power
The track cleverly intertwines religious references and street aggression. Phrases like “Niggas ain’t been to church in a minute / But it’s funny how that TEC make a nigga get religious” underscore how crisis forces reflection and, at times, repentance. Brown’s verses also question morality and power—drawing parallels between street gods and mythological monsters—emphasizing the blurred lines between right and wrong in high-stakes scenarios.
Song Credits
Artist: Chris Brown
Songwriter(s): Chris Brown
Release Year: Unspecified
Label: Unspecified