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Fattmack - Irl | Скачать MP3 бесплатно
Irl

Irl

Fattmack

Альбом: Irl
Длительность: 2:59
Год: 2025
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Yeah, all my fans kept telling me to rap on this beat (Fatt)
I don't know why y'all wanted me to rap on this beat
I kinda see why y'all wanted me to rap on this beat
This shit hard as fuck, ain't gon' lie

Pourin' up drank, this shit expensive
Heal my pain, it clear my mental
I won't send one shot on Insta, I got aim like IRL
In real life, I'll leave you dead
In real life, I'll leave you limpin'
In real life right now, I'm itching
In real life, I pop like five, six pills a night, nigga, I'm addicted
And yo' lil' bitch ain't got no, yeah
That don't mean that I'm not hittin' it
She told me she wanna be my mistress

I asked why, 'cause I don't get it (yeah)
I barely give her attention (yeah)
She only see me on special occasions
But she used to make it her business to come see me

I accepted the fact that you fell in love with a new man, but the guy wasn't me
You gave everybody else a chance, except yo' man, bae, what about me?
That's a hard ass pill to swallow, you love him more than you love me
Thinkin' about you while I roll my weed, I'm having visions on what we could be
I'm tryna pop it, you crampin' my style, you start getting mad, I'm getting ready to leave
Last night, I was finna slit my wrists, only reason I didn't, 'cause I got a kid
I got a little girl from my baby, my life look amazing, but really ain't hittin' on shit
I'm tryna get over my pain, so I cover it up with a smile and diamond grills

Pourin' up drank, this shit expensive
Heal my pain, it clear my mental
I won't send one shot on Insta, I got aim like IRL
In real life, I'll leave you dead
In real life, I'll leave you limpin'
In real life right now, I'm itching
In real life, I pop like five, six pills a night, nigga, I'm addicted
And yo' lil' bitch ain't got no, yeah
That don't mean that I'm not hittin' it
She told me she wanna be my mistress

I asked why, 'cause I don't get it (yeah)
I barely give her attention (yeah)
She only see me on special occasions
But she used to make it her business to come see me

She gon' only see me at night, 'cause shawty know what I'm on
Lil' shawty can't stay at night, I only can sleep alone
I don't like no one in the bed with me, while I sleep, paranoid
I've got a .45 in this bed with me, while I sleep, I'm gon' blow it
I don't know how the fuck these Xans ain't got me sleep, nigga I'm up
But I'm still high as fuck, head tap if you try to duck
Headwraps and designers scarves, nigga, you know I get fly as fuck
Outta love, hating-ass hos, they wanted us to break up (we never would)

Pourin' up drank, this shit expensive
Heal my pain, it clear my mental
I won't send one shot on Insta, I got aim like IRL
In real life, I'll leave you dead
In real life, I'll leave you limpin'
In real life right now, I'm itching
In real life, I pop like five, six pills a night, nigga, I'm addicted
And yo' lil' bitch ain't got no, yeah
That don't mean that I'm not hittin' it
She told me she wanna be my mistress

I asked why, 'cause I don't get it (yeah)
I barely give her attention (yeah)
She only see me on special occasions
But she used to make it her business to come see me