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letter to myself - fattmack lyrics

[intro]
(one more time)
yeah, yeah, yeah
i’m recordin’, i got my drac
got bored she got replaced
yeah

[chours]
while i’m recordin’, i got my drac
i got bored she got replaced
it’s my aura, i’m who she want
oh, that’s his wh0re, i paint her face
you shed your skin on me
i thought she was real, your ass a snake
i came and seen her the other day
make sure you straight, you ask for pape
you keep your hair not bad as f*ck
i just looked out the other day
you plottin’ on me, i told you no, your ass gon die the day you play
b*tch, i’m a whole new n*gga
try to comе spin back, my feelings change
and my shooter breath might stink
hе don’t brush his t**th, but he got aim

[verse]
i’m just knowing they ain’t gon spin
everybody scary in they gang
pop me a pill, i can’t sit still
i’m staying busy from my pain
that boy, a buster with no hustle
i can tell his ass a lame
i’m popping off ’cause i’m so woke
i ain’t got no sh*ll out in some days
fattmack don’t, n0body love you
you been getting beyond use
look at all the drugs you use
you might end up gone soon
yeah, never getting too comfortable
that’s when they sneak up on you
yeah, the only time they call you
when it’s something that they want from you
yeah, just tell ’em no see how they act when you don’t give ’em sh*t
yeah, everyone stop treating me like mack the day that i got rich
feel like i got an angel on my back
the devil on my chest
you keep asking where i’m going, b*tch, relax, i’ll be back in a sec
[chours]
while i’m recordin’, i got my drac
i got bored she got replaced
it’s my aura, i’m who she want
oh, that’s his wh0re, i paint her face
you shed your skin on me
i thought she was real, your ass a snake
i came and seen her the other day
make sure you straight, you ask for pape
you keep your hair not bad as f*ck
i just looked out the other day
you plottin’ on me, i told you no, your ass gon die the day you play
b*tch, i’m a whole new n*gga
try to come spin back, my feelings change
and my shooter breath might stink
he don’t brush his t**th, but he got aim

- fattmack lyrics

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