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[intro]
fatt, aye

[chorus]
i got way to high today, i wake up do that shit tomorrow
every time i pop a pill, i think ‘bout her like should i call her?
my lil’ bro pray to the devil, he lost faith up in the lord
i know shit get hard, but through it all, you know you still my dawg
told my killas, “get out of town”, cause shit too hot up in the city
see lil zai, wake up with pounds, we use to roll up [?]
if you don’t want to pick no side, you still might die, cause you ain’t with me
i’m gettin’ so damn sick and tired, off this rhyme, you know who the littest

[verse]
tryna tell you how i feel, bitch you ain’t here, cause you ain’t listen
all the rumors, you been hearin’, son we did it, son we did it
i’m gon’ always get this fuckin’ pape, as long as this get printed
i’ve been waitin’ outside the door, until they finally let me in it
it been way too long, so kenzie call me, if you miss me baby
like how you doin’?, where you been?, who you been with lately?
i ain’t really see nowhere to go, so me i fuckin’ painted
just want me at your show, or on your song, then send me my fuckin’ payment
all alone i get turnt up to my pain, while i’m cryin’ out for help, fall asleep like every night with my prescriptions on the shelf
havin’ versions, of you here, i can’t believe the way you left
i told you how they abounded me, don’t leave me by myself
and it really took me years, to be like, fuck you! (fuck you)
your love wasn’t real, you disappear, like it won’t never leave
i bet that bitch wish, she would never leave me
now these diamonds hittin’ up bright, like fuckin’ christmas eve
all them times i said “i love you”, you ain’t never see it
all them times you said you love me, you ain’t never mean it, yeah
i was sittin’ up in the gutter california dreamin’
for that dope i’m fein’
and i can’t count, how many times, we done robbed the weed man
[chorus]
i got way to high today, i wake up do that shit tomorrow
every time i pop a pill, i think ‘bout her like should i call her?
my lil’ bro pray to the devil, he lost faith up in the lord
i know shit get hard, but through it all, you know you still my dawg
told my killas, “get out of town”, cause shit too hot up in the city
see lil zai, wake up with pounds, we use to roll up [?]
if you don’t want to pick no side, you still might die, cause you ain’t with me
i’m gettin’ so damn sick and tired, off this rhyme, you know who the littest

- fattmack lyrics

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