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feel like diddy - fattmack lyrics

[intro]
(ayy, say, wicked, what up, man? what up?)
yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (jugg, she don’t wait)

[verse 1]
yeah, richer than a b*tch, still get a 4 for $4 from wendy’s
uh, pop pills, now i’m twitchin’, i’m puttin’ poison in my liver
high as f*ck, i’m seein’ triple, think it’s sweet? i still’ll k!ll you
i throw my five, look real close and shoot the man up in the middle
i paid a ten, his ass got fried like a mcgriddle
while i’m drivin’, please don’t pull on side of me, my bro out the window
when some sh*t gon’ stop your f*ckin’ ride, you dyin’ if you up in it
get mad at life and go get f*ckin’ high, i’m really tryna end this sh*t

[chorus]
my whole gang, we can’t be f*cked with
i’ll trust a n*gga out the streets before i trust a b*tch
f*ck n*gga better believe i got my heat and i’ll bust this b*tch
i stayed down, i ain’t rush this sh*t, look at me now, i’m up as sh*t
i’m real close to a million
i get three hundred for my album, when i drop, i feel like diddy (yeah)
we got military*grade guns, we used to ride with smith &s
f*cked his ho, that p*ssy a1, i’m clutchin’ while i’m in it
ridin’ with tali, that’s my day*one, you look wrong, i’ll k!ll you
[verse 2]
they tryna make fattmack the villain
soon as i tell you no, you get to sayin’ i never did sh*t for you ever and that’s some b*tch sh*t
bae, i love you, real sh*t
last thing i wan’ see is you tryna leave, i really need you here, that’s real sh*t
that’s real talk, i’m a real boss
all this lean i sip, i’m never sick, i don’t ever cough
police ever ask me, i won’t tell ’em sh*t, won’t snitch on my dog
you my b*tch, you know you spoiled as sh*t, you designered down, you and my mama

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