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letra de i love you too much - fattmack

[intro]
yeah, fatt, yeah
(cross, you’re crazy)
aye, aye, aye
aye, aye, aye
i roll up a wood & pop a pill for the taste
aye, aye, on god
yeah, fatt, aye

[chorus]
i roll up a wood pop a pill for the taste
no you can’t smoke with me baby this laced
yeah all of my memories with kenzie they faded

it’s 5 in the mornin’ i’m waitin’ on ya call, don’t know why i been waitin’ for months
you go slander my name for what?
in my city they hate the love
i rock all thesе chains for what?
take em off and we makin’ lovе, i’ve been ridin’ with the gang all night
i wake up early i’m takin’ my drugs got a white b-tch puttin’ coke in the blunt
got a b-tch go get the perk’s when i want, i really put in the work now i’m on

[verse]
label keep callin’ they say i’m the one, but when i was broke as f-ck they wasn’t
you ride with a semi my glizzy got b-tton and you did me wrong cause i love you too much
i never thought i’d be addicted to drugs the sh-t that you did got me sick to my stomach
when we come and spin they gone feel we comin’ and still to this day i ain’t asking for nothing
i’m feeling like i don’t matter or nun
i’m riding with you no matter what
take off the gucci go [?] or something
me and mel used to park in the alley and f-ck
i fell in love and you f-cked up my trust, slap the d-ck on her lips and she f-cking them up
bae you know i’m a thug this ghetto love, tryna roll up a opp in a rello or something
it’s like everyone loving me all of a sudden they keep asking me questions i ain’t answering nothing
why the f-ck she keep questioning me checking my phone might be something going on when she texting or something
i’m high as f-ck while i’m driving i wreck it, and f-ck it you know i come bentley lexus or something
i don’t know why i decide for the listen to the lies and i treat you the best when you know wasn’t
if i start tryna talk and i start being quiet i was tryna get sh-t off my chest but i couldn’t
come and kiss me while everybody looking
you know i use your purse for my pistol
when i hop on live and i’m flexing my diamonds you know i’m riding but i know that you looking
bad come to my crib i’ma show you a 50 b-tch you know i’m the n-gga you missing
[chorus]
i roll up a wood pop a pill for the taste
no you can’t smoke with me baby this laced
yeah all of my memories with kenzie they faded

it’s 5 in the mornin’ i’m waitin’ on ya call, don’t know why i been waitin’ for months
you go slander my name for what?
in my city they hate the love
i rock all these chains for what?
take em off and we makin’ love, i’ve been ridin’ with the gang all night
i wake up early i’m takin’ my drugs got a white b-tch puttin’ coke in the blunt
got a b-tch go get the perk’s when i want, i really put in the work now i’m on

- fattmack

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