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FAY Video (MV)




Performed By: Mac Fetti
Language: English
Length: 2:43
Written by: Charles Vann Jr.




Mac Fetti - FAY Lyrics




Used to be my homie used to be my ace
Now you talking down on me guess we can catch the fade
Ain't no loyalty once money get's in the way
Pussy money and politics is all that it takes
Damn ya'll niggaz is lame
Doing anything for clout disrespecting the game
You ain't never seen a gym we ain't built the same
Ain't no hustle in your heart you steady searching for fame
You worse than a female seeking attention
Steady telling lies to anyone that listen
You a clown ass nigga for real did I mention
I put money in your pocket when you had no pot to piss in
F*ck yo bitch f*ck yo car
F*ck yo life f*ck yo job
F*ck yo friends f*ck yo dog
F*ck yo problems f*ck em all

Middle fingers in the air wave it everywhere
F*ck y'all niggaz all y'all niggaz
Middle fingers in the air wave it everywhere
F*ck y'all niggaz all y'all niggaz

I ain't for the drama I be playing it cool
It's hella drama from baby mama number two
I was down for a second but we moved too fast
Tried to slow it right down she put her foot on the gas
Hurt people hurt people
Ungrateful bitches don't ever deserve people
Steady feel entitled no goals and want equal
When I walk away there is no sequels
Dragging my name through the mud
She don't give a f*ck
She tryna stick me for my paper
But I'll never give it up
F*ck yo nigga f*ck yo car
F*ck yo life f*ck yo job
F*ck yo mama f*ck yo dog
F*ck yo problems f*ck em all

Middle fingers in the air wave it everywhere
F*ck y'all niggaz all y'all niggaz
Middle fingers in the air wave it everywhere
F*ck y'all niggaz all y'all niggaz

F*ck f*ck f*ck em F*ck f*ck f*ck em
All y'all f*ck all y'all
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Used to be my homie used to be my ace
Now you talking down on me guess we can catch the fade
Ain't no loyalty once money get's in the way
Pussy money and politics is all that it takes
Damn ya'll niggaz is lame
Doing anything for clout disrespecting the game
You ain't never seen a gym we ain't built the same
Ain't no hustle in your heart you steady searching for fame
You worse than a female seeking attention
Steady telling lies to anyone that listen
You a clown ass nigga for real did I mention
I put money in your pocket when you had no pot to piss in
F*ck yo bitch f*ck yo car
F*ck yo life f*ck yo job
F*ck yo friends f*ck yo dog
F*ck yo problems f*ck em all

Middle fingers in the air wave it everywhere
F*ck y'all niggaz all y'all niggaz
Middle fingers in the air wave it everywhere
F*ck y'all niggaz all y'all niggaz

I ain't for the drama I be playing it cool
It's hella drama from baby mama number two
I was down for a second but we moved too fast
Tried to slow it right down she put her foot on the gas
Hurt people hurt people
Ungrateful bitches don't ever deserve people
Steady feel entitled no goals and want equal
When I walk away there is no sequels
Dragging my name through the mud
She don't give a f*ck
She tryna stick me for my paper
But I'll never give it up
F*ck yo nigga f*ck yo car
F*ck yo life f*ck yo job
F*ck yo mama f*ck yo dog
F*ck yo problems f*ck em all

Middle fingers in the air wave it everywhere
F*ck y'all niggaz all y'all niggaz
Middle fingers in the air wave it everywhere
F*ck y'all niggaz all y'all niggaz

F*ck f*ck f*ck em F*ck f*ck f*ck em
All y'all f*ck all y'all
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Writer: Charles Vann Jr.
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