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• Artiste: FattMack
• Titre: Tattoos
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If I ever die, life goes on (Ayy, say, Wicked, what up, man? What up?) Yeah I get way too high and spazz, I don't remember the next day I wake up apologizin', I'm feelin' real sorry I looked my grandma in her eyes and made a promise to her face and lied I told her I could put these fuckin' pills down We been through so much together, I think you my wifey I'm insecure 'bout myself but that's why I'm so icy I wanna know how you feel, I snuck and read your diary You beautiful as hell, you really out my league and I'm lucky I found you You start actin' wild just to get a reaction out me If you cross that line, your ass gon' die, respect my boundaries Cut her off some years ago, she still be askin' 'bout me That bitch probably somewhere wishin' she stayed down with me I done been in shootouts, bullets hittin' the ground right by my feet .62's whistlin' by my head, it had my ears ringing I turned your life up, bought you nice stuff and you still leavin' me If my opps go and get mad, I'll just get real even I'll drown in boiling water 'fore I ever go without you Lately I been wanna die, I hate to be the bearer of bad news You probably ain't wanna die, but you ain't have no fuckin' option The day I go, I'ma blow my gun, if they take me out then that's cool You know that I love you, you know I got options And I thought you was the one until I found out it's not you And you know I'm sorry as fuck, I'm really not a bad dude In the bed, grip on your butt, I'm rubbin' on your tattoos This drank keep havin' me angry, I'm not tryna act rude Nigga, everybody know you lame, why you still tryna act cool? I been sippin' on drank, she chasin' 1942 with Red Bull Tryna save the world, but I ain't a hero, I feel like I'm Deadpool The first time that we linked up I was tryna play it cool You had box braids in your head, you looked amazing as usual Wonder where I'd be today if I had never met you If you ever get tired of me, girl, you can leave me, that's cool That's cool If you get tired of me, you can leave me, that's cool On God, Fatt