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• Artiste: FattMack
• Titre: I Admit It
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Yeah, yeah Fatt, Fatt Yeah, I admit it, I'm depressed I tried everything I can to be okay, but I'm still limpin' (Limpin') I took everything to the chest (Yeah) and blame myself but I ain't bitchin' (Bitchin') You took everything I said and twisted my words (Yeah), but I ain't trippin' (Ain't trippin') You ain't special, you the same as the rest of all these lil' bitches, you ain't no different (Different) Always faded, my new ho a CNA (CNA), she bring prescriptions (Yeah) That's my baby, I left my last bitch 'cause I wasn't her only nigga That ho played mе, she get nasty in the backsеat of vehicles, she go crazy Bro shoot switches out the window of the rental, please don't chase me (Shoot switches out the window of the rental, let's get it) I poured a deuce, had shit to do, but now this Tris got me too lazy (Lazy, what? Okay) I can't do it, I can't lie, I wanna die, but suicide, I just can't do it Several times I put my fire up to my mind, I just couldn't use it (My mind, I couldn't use it) I pop Perkys all the time, I clear my mind and think 'bout you I think 'bout us (Us), think 'bout all the times I sat up feelin' used (Used) I tie my shoes before I step out, I'm still trippin' over you (You) Just tell the truth, do you love me or do you love what I can do, or how I'm gettin' it? Gettin' too rich, finna drop a bag on the opps, they all finished I pay killers to wipe 'em all out, don't leave one witness livin' I'm gettin' sicker, all these drugs fuckin' up my body, I'm gettin' weaker every minute (Every minute) But, shit, I still ain't stop gettin' high, I don't know why, I know they killin' me (Killin' me) I get sad, I don't wan' talk, I don't know why I'm in my feelings (Feelings) I broke your heart, and bae, I'm sorry, I don't know how, but I'ma fix it (I'ma fix it) I need time, don't disturb me while I'm runnin' up these millions, on my grind (Millions) Yeah, you ain't even gotta ask, bitch, it's a fact that Fatt gon' ride with you (Gon' ride with you) 'Fore I say what happened and tell the truth, I'll tell you lies (Yeah) Yeah, I'm tryna protect you, I know the truth'll blow your mind (Yeah) Yeah, I know my twin gon' shoot, he got that look up in his eyes right now (Eyes) Bro went out tryna smack shit on some mad shit and he kill somethin' (Killed one) I was the first young nigga gettin' high in the city, I'm a Pilgrim (Pilgrim) All my bros on drugs, that shit ain't good and it's all my fault (My fault) Yeah, you ain't built for the streets, nigga, your ass need to hit the sidewalk (Fatt, Fatt) Yeah, I admit it, I'm depressed I tried everything I can to be okay, but I'm still limpin' (Limpin') I took everything to the chest (Yeah), I blame myself but I ain't bitchin' (Bitchin') You took everything I said and twisted my words (Yeah), but I ain't trippin' (I ain't trippin') You ain't special, you the same as the rest of all these lil' bitches, you ain't no different (Different) Always faded, my new ho a CNA (CNA), she bring prescriptions (Yeah) That's my baby, I left my last bitch 'cause I wasn't her only nigga That ho played me, she get nasty in the backseat of vehicles, she go crazy