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shit change - fattmack lyrics

[intro]
uh’ it’s funny how sh*t change, b*tches used to call me lame i never was
(mars, did it)
aye

[chorus]
uh’ it’s funny how sh*t change, b*tches used to call me lame i never was
kick you out when we through f*ckin’, you could really keep the love
staying lit i’m staying dangerous staying high off every drug
motion klan we see our opps and pour our liquor in the club
n*gga we 15 bottles in, im drunk as f*ck this nun to us
i grew dreads inside my pants and clutch fn, cause i’m a thug
could’ve ran but never had to cause i always had my gun
i told bro you gotta smoke em if he play don’t go for nun
i went broke and got cold shouldered, thеy stepped over mе like’ sh*t
i was loyal to these hoes until a n*gga f*cked my b*tch
really built this sh*t up, brick by brick we started hitting l!cks
broke in cars when we was kids i’ll take my charge for what i did
lucky life and i got lit now i’m recording with my kin
i need something in my system i been sipping, i skipped school to hit the block before li marc was with me
we keep 2’ b*tch i’ll take your soul away cause my sh*t empty

[verse]
i might pay that b*tch to never tell n0body’ she be with me
told my grandma i’m gon’ stain a li’ n*gga before they take me from you
i don’t f*cking play around, i let out rounds about my money
would’ve laid out rounds for you, but now it’s too late i don’t want you
i take jiggas down with henny it been years since i been sober
i’ve been winning finally living but still wishing we was closer
i told tally not to rob yo new lil n*gga you be posting
broke ass n*gga come ‘round and smoke and take back all the roaches
i had told myself i wouldn’t let no one else come do me dirty
play with me they dying for certain
yavo told me i’m gon’ blow for sure lil cuz your time coming
ken had taught me how to get some money, this rapping sh*t ain’t promised
i remember ‘i was broke as f*ck the hoes was talking bout nun
nowadays i’m thumbin through this cheese the hoes they talking bout me
type to sit and pretty brown b*tch and peanut b*tter seets
you drop all the songs you plead me, but lil boy you still can’t f*ck with me
i don’t love her i’ma leave, i roll a blunt and grab my keys
all the spots the money wasn’t in my confidence had filled it
i know n*ggas that went broke on b*tches that they thought was with em
this new scat pack got a pink slip if they thought it was rented, lost it all but got it all back
[chorus]
uh’ it’s funny how sh*t change, b*tches used to call me lame i never was
kick you out when we through f*ckin’, you could really keep the love
staying lit i’m staying dangerous staying high off every drug
motion klan we see our opps and pour our liquor in the club
n*gga we 15 bottles in, im drunk as f*ck this nun to us
i grew dreads inside my pants and clutch fn, cause i’m a thug
could’ve ran but never had to cause i always had my gun
i told bro you gotta smoke em if he play don’t go for nun
i went broke and got cold shouldered, they stepped over me like’ sh*t
i was loyal to these hoes until a n*gga f*cked my b*tch
really built this sh*t up, brick by brick we started hitting l!cks
broke in cars when we was kids i’ll take my charge for what i did
lucky life and i got lit now i’m recording with my kin
i need something in my system i been sipping, i skipped school to hit the block before li marc was with me
we keep 2′ b*tch i’ll take your soul away cause my sh*t empty

- fattmack lyrics

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