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had to do - fattmack 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 sh*t i had to prove
“mack, how you get rich so quick?” i had some sh*t i had to do
yeah, we was hungry as a b*tch, go rob a n*gga, buy some food
yeah, bro just told me, “you gon’ blow and ain’t no n*gga hot as you”
i put my life up on the line, i’m just a different type of dude, yeah

[verse]
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 f*ck my feelings
i can’t sl*t this b*tch at all, she might go and f*ck my n*gga
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 n*ggas 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 n*ggas rappin’ and they hate on me ’cause they ain’t blow
told the pops i learned a lot, it’s a lot of sh*t 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 f*ck, 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 sh*t i had to prove
“mack, how you get rich so quick?” i had some sh*t i had to do
yeah, we was hungry as a b*tch, go rob a n*gga, buy some food
yeah, bro just told me, “you gon’ blow and ain’t no n*gga 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 sh*t, no cap
“mack, how you get rich so quick?” i had some sh*t i had to do
yeah, we was hungry as a b*tch, go rob a n*gga, buy some food

- fattmack lyrics

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