Astronaut Lyrics – FattMack

Read the full Astronaut lyrics by FattMack from the album Mr. Did It By Hisself 3 along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Fattmack’s music, you can also explore Baroline and Welfare (Outro), two other songs by Fattmack.

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, Fatt

[Chorus]
Everybody wanna be famous, but don’t no one wanna go through what I go through
Everybody wanna have millions, but won’t go get it ’cause they won’t fu*king focus
Yeah, everybody wanna be killers ’til they locked in a cell with nowhere to go to
Everybody wanna pop pills, hopping on that trend ’til they end up overdosing
And everybody wanna be rich, so don’t nobody love you unless they want something from you
I couldn’t pull everyone up with me to the top and now my life just lonely
Yeah, but that’s okay, my daughter straight, n!gga, I don’t need no one ’round me

Every now and then, I come through late and I shoot a couple thousand

[Verse 1]
No, it’s not tricking if you got it, I come from public house
And I’m praying to God that I don’t wreck out while I’m in this Demon Charger
Yeah, if you my b!tch and you see that s*it and you pick it out, I’m buying it
I’ma keep going hard, I still have visions of seeing my mama crying
I’ma keep clutching my gun, I still have visions of seeing me fu*king dying
Bae, honestly, I’m in love, I keep having visions of us on a fu*king island
And I know that I’m dead wrong for the s*it I did, I wish that I could rewind it
And before I give up on you, I’ma keep on trying and I tell you that all the time
I still tell you you look good, even though you know you fine (Fine)
It’s a Rollie on your wrist, two Rollies sitting on mine (Sitting on mine)
And I went bought you a brand-new foreign, so yours’ll match with mine (Yours’ll match with mine)
I been getting so high, like out of this world, n!gga, I’m an astronaut (I’m an astronaut)

[Chorus]
Everybody wanna be famous, but don’t no one wanna go through what I go through
Everybody wanna have millions, but won’t go get it ’cause they won’t fu*king focus
Yeah, everybody wanna be killers ’til they locked in a cell with nowhere to go to
Everybody wanna pop pills, hopping on that trend ’til they end up overdosing
And everybody wanna be rich, so don’t nobody love you unless they want something from you
I couldn’t pull everyone up with me to the top and now my life just lonely
Yeah, but that’s okay, my daughter straight, n!gga, I don’t need no one ’round me
Every now and then, I come through late and I shoot a couple thousand

[Verse 2]
My brother watched me grind for all this s*it, then I got rich, he really seen that
My daughter one years old, she rich and don’t know what it mean yet
Ma dukes got fed up with my s*it, I slept on auntie bean bag
Had to turn the car around, I left my blick, can’t lie, I need that

[Outro]
It be like yesterday, I was just pulling out my neighborhood, I had fu*ked around, left my fire
I had to turn the car around
S*it, I need this fire like I need you
I need my drügs too or I need all three of y’all
For real