“All Love, Life Goes On” is a promotional single from American Alabama rapper FattMack. ^{[1] [2] [3]}

The single premiered Thursday, July 23^rd, 2026^[1], via FattMack’s official YouTube channel.^[3]

The track produced by: Wicked (Producer), Yung Jaz, & Nick Mira.^[4]

The song written by: FattMack, Wicked (Producer), Yung Jaz, & Nick Mira.^[4]

Song: #AllLoveLifeGoesOn

Artist: #FattMack

Album: #MrDidItByHisself3

^Explicit

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“All Love, Life Goes On” Lyrics ^[4]
Song by FattMack:

[Part I]

Intro
Yeah
I had to tell Wicked I could not start rappin’ until my ***** man got here, man, I gotta get **** first, on granny

Chorus
I told Wicked, “I can’t rap yet, I’m not **** enough” (I’m not high)
I know I spent at least two hundred thousand buyin’ ***** (Yeah, buyin’)
The day I found out that you lied, it f***** my mind up (Yeah, my mind)
I done been ’round everywhere in this world and still ain’t found love (Found love)
I did s*** for n***** who didn’t deserve it, but it’s all good (All good)
Yeah, it’s still all love (All love), it’s all gravy (Gravy)
I got rich, I flex these whips and s*** on every b**** that played me (Played me)
I get mad, I might just drop a bag on every n**** hatin’ (Hatin’)

Verse
I need my *****, my stomach achin’ (Yeah)
I got rich, now n***** changin’ (Changin’)
I was broke, that s*** was funny, it’s ironic, now I made it (Made it)
N***** don’t wan’ talk ’bout money, I spent a hundred racks today (Today)
I spent 5K on a pint and then I split it with my gang
I really need your love, every day, all day
When the sun go down, I hit my knees and pray that your love not fake
As long as I got my fye, I’m never not safe
She told me she love me, I don’t know her, what should I say? (What should I say?)
Uh-uh

Chorus
I told Wicked, “I can’t rap yet, I’m not **** enough” (I’m not high)
I know I spent at least two hundred thousand buyin’ ***** (Yeah, buyin’)
The day I found out that you lied, it f***** my mind up (Yeah, my mind)
I done been ’round everywhere in this world and still ain’t found love (Found love)
I did s*** for n***** who didn’t deserve it, but it’s all good (All good)
Yeah, it’s still all love (All love), it’s all gravy (Gravy)
I got rich, I flex these whips and s*** on every b**** that played me (Played me)
I get mad, I might just drop a bag on every n**** hatin’

[Part II]

Intro
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, Fatt, Fatt

Chorus
I bumped into you, I ain’t heard from you in so long (So long)
I don’t even know what I should say to you (Say to you)
I don’t even care much to explain to you (Explain to you)
Yeah, I was livin’ fast, I made that change for you (Change for you)
Life gon’ keep on goin’, I’m not waitin’ for you (Waitin’ for you)
Yeah, even though you gone, I still pray for you (Pray for you)
Yeah, I still get turned on when I think of you (Think of you)
Yeah, I still feel alone when I’m around others (Around others)

Verse 1
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Tell me how the f*** you love me all of a sudden (All of a sudden, yeah)
I told my lil’ brother we gon’ ball forever (Ball forever)
I told my big brother that we ballin’ together (Ballin’ together)
Yeah, yeah, you see me knockin’ at the door and you ain’t let me in (Let me in)
Came at the perfect time, girl, I can’t lie, you Heaven-sent (You Heave-sent)
I let you go and I ain’t thought about you ever since (Ever since)

Chorus
I bumped into you, I ain’t heard from you in so long (So long)
I don’t even know what I should say to you (Say to you)
I don’t even care much to explain to you (Explain to you)
Yeah, I was livin’ fast, I made that change for you (Change for you)
Life gon’ keep on goin’, I’m not waitin’ for you (Waitin’ for you)
Yeah, even though you gone, I still pray for you (Pray for you)
Yeah, I still get turned on when I think of you (Think of you)
Yeah, I still feel alone when I’m around others (Around others)

Verse 2
Pulled up with so much cash like I just robbed a f****** Brinks truck (Yeah)
These new Chrome Heart pants, it’s fifteen racks just for a T-shirt
She got down on both knees, ate **** up ’til the shoes creased
On the first day that she knew me, wonder who else she done did that for
And you can’t name a n**** that did me nothin’ I ain’t get get-back for
And I might love you to death, but that don’t mean you get my trust
She packed up all her s*** and left and I didn’t give one f***
You can do your drugs while you with me, I’m not the type to judge

Writer(s): FattMack, Wicked (Producer), Yung Jaz, & Nick Mira
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