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PERFORMING ARTISTS
FattMack
FattMack
Performer
Biirthplace
Biirthplace
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mckenzie Haynes
Mckenzie Haynes
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Biirthplace
Biirthplace
Producer
Harto
Harto
Producer
Db
Db
Producer
Luke Leath
Luke Leath
Producer
Trevor James at StudioHouse Recordings (Mobile, AL)
Trevor James at StudioHouse Recordings (Mobile, AL)
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Harto cooked this one up)
Fatt
Fatt
Yeah (Yeah)
[Chorus]
All my brothers came up robbin', every day, we skippin' school
I was broke, didn't work a job, dropped my head and pushed it through
Yeah, I could teach you how to take a dub, I could teach you how to lose
Stayed the course and kept on going, I had some shit I had to prove
"Mack, how you get rich so quick?" I had some shit I had to do
Yeah, we was hungry as a bitch, go rob a ****, buy some food
Yeah, bro just told me, "You gon' blow and ain't no **** hot as you"
I put my life up on the line, I'm just a different type of dude, yeah
[Verse 1]
Had a dream they took me out, I woke up and bought a switch
I got death sittin' on my mind, I got demons on my chest
Mad me sad, it made smile, I double back, you made me sick
I buy Dior, I buy Rick, if you pick it out, you get it
I get sad, I'm in my feelings, you get mad and you stop listening
In my bag, they made me mad, I just might flash and leave no witness
I pop my Xans and you get distant, always sayin' it hurt my image
When I get too high, you say I'm not appealing
You ain't never gon' ask what's on my mind, I guess it's fuck my feelings
I can't slut this bitch at all, she might go and fuck my ****
Yeah, when I get too drunk, I do too much, I can't even hold my liquor
Yeah, any time you see me in the club, you know I snuck my pistol in
Or I ain't go
I start fallin' back, I felt your energy and I ain't want it
I remember everyone belittled me, but they ain't know
I know **** probably wanna get at me, but they ain't bold
I remember poppin' out three times a week in the same clothes
It's some **** rappin' and they hate on me 'cause they ain't blow
Told the pops I learned a lot, it's a lot of shit I ain't know
He called you broke, I took her shoppin', I had fun with your main ho
And I'm really rich, as fuck, I'm nineteen with same soul
[Chorus]
All my brothers came up robbin', every day, we skippin' school
I was broke, didn't work a job, dropped my head and pushed it through
Yeah, I could teach you how to take a dub, I could teach you how to lose
Stayed the course and kept on going, I had some shit I had to prove
"Mack, how you get rich so quick?" I had some shit I had to do
Yeah, we was hungry as a bitch, go rob a ****, buy some food
Yeah, bro just told me, "You gon' blow and ain't no **** hot as you"
I put my life up on the line, I'm just a different type of dude, yeah
[Outro]
Put my life up on the line for this shit, no cap
"Mack, how you get rich so quick?" I had some shit I had to do
Yeah, we was hungry as a bitch, go rob a ****, buy some food
Written by: A, Mckenzie Haynes
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