Fukk A Interview Lyrics—Future

July 11, 2026 3 Min Read

With “Fukk A Interview,” Future has created an interesting rap song that showcases how he rose from the harsh streets to become one of the greatest artists associated with trap music. The song contains some of his personal life experiences that help the audience understand his sense of independence, determination, resilience, and confidence in himself. In this case, he shares how he has managed to succeed in his career and overcome various obstacles without the need to depend on anything else.

In addition, the song has a dark sound with heavy trap production that matches Future’s rap music production style. Moreover, the song does not include any interview since its aim is not the same as other songs that require interviews from celebrities to understand them. The artist discusses his life experience, personal successes, money, and authenticity as a person despite all kinds of pressures.

The song was written by Future, Wheezy, Finatik, Zac, and ATL Jacob. Therefore, the audience can see some of the creative elements used by them that are associated with this collaboration. These include moody melodies, hard bass, and trap rhythms.

Fukk A Interview Song Info

Song Information	Details
Singer(s)	Future
Composer(s)	Future
Lyricist(s)	ATL Jacob, Finatik, Zac, Future, Wheezy
Album	The Real Me
Release Date	Jul 10, 2026
Language	English

Fukk A Interview Song Lyrics

Yeah, we did it
Freedom of speech
Brother, brother, yeah, God bless
Yeah, power to the people
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, we did it

Bro can’t go passed the door, we out on bond on fed papers (Swear)
Paid a M off to the judge, I’m steppin’ in alligator
Fuck a hater, fuck a traitor, I’m ready to go on a caper (Fuck them niggas)
Soon as I came up off them bales, niggas was callin’ me Slater
Creepin’ in, Lil Mexico, I was servin’ dope out a hotbox
Performante hard top, I’m cookin’ white sock (What you gon’ do?)
Who havin’ Oxycontin? Who got thе whole trap hot? (Yeah)
Candy-coated, Pluto GOATеd, bitch can’t leave me (Yeah, yeah)
Fuck a skeezer, I’m jumpin’ on jet with a deezer (Jump on a jet)
Rollin’ up reefer, from the beeper, I’m achiever
So-so geeked up, I’m posted up with tweakers
Pluto was hustlin’ in elementary, nigga, before I was famous (Ski)
Pluto Presidential, blick on me just like a gangster (Yeah, yeah)
Ho know I go in my bag, ain’t got nothin’ but cash in (Ain’t got cash)
Rocky, rocky, rocky, I can buy a body (Buy a body)
ASAP, nigga, ain’t with none of the bap, nigga (ASAP)
Drug money with the older Pluto, it smell like coke now (Woo)
Lil’ bitty, local joker, I can fuck your ho now (Fuck your ho)
Got that blade on me, that’s a cutter, I’m ready to cut a nigga (Cutter)
Layin’ in the grass like a snake, I’m ready to slime a nigga (Slime)
Straight out that murder zone, I’m king and shit, on that demon shit (Niggas dying)
I can’t say no names no more, my dog got ten or more (Oh)
Cartel pullin’ up on me, I’m not the average Joe (Woah)
I was born in Zone 6, nigga, I tote my own stick (Yee)
Coolin’ off in Eliantte, I got heat, nigga (Cold)
Hundred chains on, I’m the first nigga put my hood on (Hood on)
Speak my name wrong, blew a M throwing a ring on (What else?)
Foreign, it’s change on me, China white, Hong Kong (What else?)
Wah, talkin’ Chinese, wah-wah (What you doin’?)
Wah, talkin’ Chinese, yah-yah (Yah-yah-yah)
Lil’ one flippin’, Jackie Chan (Yah-yah)
Gang land, we don’t respect the gang tat’ (Lil Mexico)
Junkies line up at the door like fast food
Can’t sugarcoat this shit, fuck a interview