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FattMack
Start My Day (Free Casey)
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Start My Day (Free Casey) adlı parça albümünün bir parçası olarak Great Day Records/Santa Anna tarafından 27 Şubat 2026 tarihinde yayınlandıMcKenzie 2.0
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00:10 - 00:15
Start My Day (Free Casey) geçen hafta yaklaşık 10 saniye civarında en sık keşfedilen şarkı oldu
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
FattMack
FattMack
Rap
Mckenzie Haynes
Mckenzie Haynes
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Mckenzie Haynes
Mckenzie Haynes
Lyrics
Jonathan Tyler Gibby
Jonathan Tyler Gibby
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Trevor James at Studio House Recording (Mobile, AL)
Trevor James at Studio House Recording (Mobile, AL)
Mixing Engineer
Peter A Barker at Pen Station Studios (Santa Monica, CA)
Peter A Barker at Pen Station Studios (Santa Monica, CA)
Immersive Audio Engineer
Enzo
Enzo
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ClayCo
ClayCo
Producer
Reno
Reno
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Wicked at TMK Recording (Atlanta, GA)
Wicked at TMK Recording (Atlanta, GA)
Engineer

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[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Fatt
Yeah
On God, on God, on God
[Chorus]
Uh, get home late, kick my shoes off, hit the hay
Wake up early to start my day
Brush my teeth and wipe my face, then go feed Perky
Baccarat get sprayed on
Before I step out my door, I gotta go get fresh this early
Shoot a text to bae phone
Last night, we was beefin', today, she not respondin'
'Fore I step out my door, I grab my fire, I don't care if I'm warm in the cold
'Fore I pull out of my driveway, fire my blunt up, boy, this is not the car smoke
Tired of rainy days, shit ain't been the same ever since I got my heart broke
Casey call my phone four times a day, ain't shit to do, he locked up, free my brother
[Verse 1]
Huh, I don't care where I'm at, if you see me there, the fire tucked good as fuck, ****
Uh, I ain't belong in school, I ain't follow the rules, I always couldn't be fucked with
You will get your dumb ass hit with this tool 'fore I give you my trust, ****
Got smoke with bro, then it's smoke with you, I don't care who you grew up with
Tap him between his eyes, his body fallin', now he can't do nothin'
All of my opps gon' die, ****, on my mama, they ass ain't talkin' 'bout nothin'
Dry your eyes, stop cryin'
I'ma fuck up your city if you see me and reach for my fuckin' neck
I'm goin' through a crisis, baby, I need you right here next to me
Uh, cut off my lil' white bitch
She was startin' to get too obsessed with me, I had low-key liked it
Any time I asked, she would drop next to me
Pour up a deuce, the Sprite fizz
I'ma sip Quagen and Trish forever
All the bros get high together
[Chorus]
Get home late, kick my shoes off, hit the hay
Wake up early to start my day
Brush my teeth and wipe my face, then go feed Perky
Baccarat get sprayed on
Before I step out my door, I gotta go get fresh this early
Shoot a text to bae phone
Last night, we was beefin', today, she not respondin'
'Fore I step out my door, I grab my fire, I don't care if I'm warm in the cold
'Fore I pull out of my driveway, fire my blunt up, boy, this is not the car smoke
Tired of rainy days, shit ain't been the same ever since I got my heart broke
Casey call my phone four times a day, ain't shit to do, he locked up, free my brother
Written by: Jonathan Tyler Gibby, Mckenzie Haynes

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