Fascinated
Such a cloudy day, uh
Help me' Lord
Yeah
Oh, Lord
Oh, Lord
Hold ya head, nigga
Hold ya head, nigga
Lord, Lord
Oh, Lord
What's a hundred grand to a young nigga?
My dog doin' twenty as a young nigga
I'm prayin' for his son, he's a young nigga
Strapped with my gun as a young nigga
Hundred round' nigga, hangin' out a Chevrolet (Huh)
Just a young nigga tryna see my fuckin' pay (Ahh)
My daddy caught a bus, never lookin' back
Got me standin' in the rain, first fifty pack (Woo)
It's never been the same, now I'm gettin' stacks
Tattooed names on a nigga back (Black)
Rest in peace, nigga, to my lil' niggas ('Nut)
Rest in peace, dyin' as a lil' nigga (P-Nut)
Buried like a soldier, he's a true nigga (P-Nut)
Throw the flag on his casket, he's a true nigga (P-Nut)
You pussy niggas talkin' like you knew niggas
Young niggas, y'all some new niggas
Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
Gold watches fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga (Yeah)
They just wanna assassinate a young nigga (Woo)
They wanna give you five (Five), wanna give you ten (Ten)
Fifteen (Fifteen), send you back again (Damn)
Gave my dog life, said he was a killa (Killa)
Conspiracy for me 'cause I run with dealers (Whoa)
Gave a nigga thirty, he converted Muslim (Inshallah)
Top down, nigga, got them bitches lookin' (Inshallah)
Real nigga, Gs on my belt buckle (Huh)
Huggin' on my mama 'cause niggas don't love ya (I love ya)
Cold pistol, nigga, cold bullets (I love ya)
Shout out to my dog, he gon' pull it
I put that on my soul, that's on everythang
I put that on my soul, that's on everythang (Maybach Music)
Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
TV fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
Yella hoes fascinate a young nigga
Hey, hey
I be cryin' in my car, nigga
Nightmares of dyin' in my car, nigga (I ain't lyin')
I just wanna stack my meatloaf
I just wanna keep my heat close (I got it)
I heard a nigga killed his self
I heard a nigga killed his self
I'ma ride 'til it's all gone
Uh, I'ma ride 'til it's all gone
Rest in peace to the trill
Rest in peace to the real
Straight from me, nigga will
And believe me, a nigga will
Oh
Maybach Music
Oh
Whoa
I know you goin' through some thangs, nigga
I got chills goin' up my arm
My nigga gone
Pussy nigga, I'm independent
Pussy nigga, I want every pendant
Keep your business, keep your phones, nigga
I'm tryna do my own, nigga
Keep them pussy-boys from 'round me, nigga (Oh Lord)
Keep all pussy-boys from 'round me, nigga (Please, Jesus)
Keep all pussy-boys from 'round me, nigga (Please, Jesus)
I'm scared, these pussy-boys surroundin', nigga
I'm so real, I'm so real
I'm so real, I'm so real
I feel alone, nigga, all alone (I'm so alone)
I feel alone, nigga, all alone
Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Young nigga)
Gold watches fascinate a young nigga (I got 'em all)
Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga (I want 'em all)
They just wanna assassinate a young nigga
What's a hundred grand to a young nigga?
My dog doin' twenty as a young nigga
I'm prayin' for his son, he's a young nigga
Strapped with my gun as a young nigga
Candy paint fascinate a young nigga
Gold watches fascinate a young nigga
Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga
They just wanna assassinate a young nigga
Help me' Lord
Yeah
Oh, Lord
Oh, Lord
Hold ya head, nigga
Hold ya head, nigga
Lord, Lord
Oh, Lord
What's a hundred grand to a young nigga?
My dog doin' twenty as a young nigga
I'm prayin' for his son, he's a young nigga
Strapped with my gun as a young nigga
Hundred round' nigga, hangin' out a Chevrolet (Huh)
Just a young nigga tryna see my fuckin' pay (Ahh)
My daddy caught a bus, never lookin' back
Got me standin' in the rain, first fifty pack (Woo)
It's never been the same, now I'm gettin' stacks
Tattooed names on a nigga back (Black)
Rest in peace, nigga, to my lil' niggas ('Nut)
Rest in peace, dyin' as a lil' nigga (P-Nut)
Buried like a soldier, he's a true nigga (P-Nut)
Throw the flag on his casket, he's a true nigga (P-Nut)
You pussy niggas talkin' like you knew niggas
Young niggas, y'all some new niggas
Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
Gold watches fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga (Yeah)
They just wanna assassinate a young nigga (Woo)
They wanna give you five (Five), wanna give you ten (Ten)
Fifteen (Fifteen), send you back again (Damn)
Gave my dog life, said he was a killa (Killa)
Conspiracy for me 'cause I run with dealers (Whoa)
Gave a nigga thirty, he converted Muslim (Inshallah)
Top down, nigga, got them bitches lookin' (Inshallah)
Real nigga, Gs on my belt buckle (Huh)
Huggin' on my mama 'cause niggas don't love ya (I love ya)
Cold pistol, nigga, cold bullets (I love ya)
Shout out to my dog, he gon' pull it
I put that on my soul, that's on everythang
I put that on my soul, that's on everythang (Maybach Music)
Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
TV fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
Yella hoes fascinate a young nigga
Hey, hey
I be cryin' in my car, nigga
Nightmares of dyin' in my car, nigga (I ain't lyin')
I just wanna stack my meatloaf
I just wanna keep my heat close (I got it)
I heard a nigga killed his self
I heard a nigga killed his self
I'ma ride 'til it's all gone
Uh, I'ma ride 'til it's all gone
Rest in peace to the trill
Rest in peace to the real
Straight from me, nigga will
And believe me, a nigga will
Oh
Maybach Music
Oh
Whoa
I know you goin' through some thangs, nigga
I got chills goin' up my arm
My nigga gone
Pussy nigga, I'm independent
Pussy nigga, I want every pendant
Keep your business, keep your phones, nigga
I'm tryna do my own, nigga
Keep them pussy-boys from 'round me, nigga (Oh Lord)
Keep all pussy-boys from 'round me, nigga (Please, Jesus)
Keep all pussy-boys from 'round me, nigga (Please, Jesus)
I'm scared, these pussy-boys surroundin', nigga
I'm so real, I'm so real
I'm so real, I'm so real
I feel alone, nigga, all alone (I'm so alone)
I feel alone, nigga, all alone
Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Young nigga)
Gold watches fascinate a young nigga (I got 'em all)
Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga (I want 'em all)
They just wanna assassinate a young nigga
What's a hundred grand to a young nigga?
My dog doin' twenty as a young nigga
I'm prayin' for his son, he's a young nigga
Strapped with my gun as a young nigga
Candy paint fascinate a young nigga
Gold watches fascinate a young nigga
Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga
They just wanna assassinate a young nigga
Credits
Writer(s): Bill Withers, William Leonard Roberts, Avery Branch, Thomas Bennett, Corey Burroughs
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Other Album Tracks
Altri album
- Champagne Moments - Single
- Champagne Moments
- Too Good To Be True
- Receipts - Single
- Richer Than I Ever Been (Deluxe)
- Richer Than I Ever Been
- Little Havana (feat. Willie Falcon & The-Dream) - Single
- Little Havana (feat. Willie Falcon & The-Dream)
- Outlawz (feat. Jazmine Sullivan & 21 Savage) - Single
- Pinned to the Cross (feat. Finn Matthews) - Single
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