Faded
Yeah
Four one
Three
Listen, I gotta speak my mind when I'm behind this mic
See, we're comin' from that life, it's either dope or white
My homie been down for five years
Man, at times, he shed tears, 'cause he just wanna hold his children tight
By the time he comes home, they gonna be teenagers
We was out there on the block and thought that we were major
In reality, yo it was just a trap
So they can send us to a place, So we may never make it back
And that's some real shit, so dawg it isn't funny
I was addicted to bad bitches and fast money
Just because of all those times that I ain't have money
Now, I'm addicted to investin' it, just to stack money
Yo shoutout to SELF, you really held me down
Who woulda thought we'd be doing the shit we're doing now
Everything's legit, all the money clean
And to think that we were just some youngn's witta dream
Yo shoutout to Serg, see that's my young spitta
Shoutout to Jon and Ster, see those my young hittas
Y'all believed in me, when most people lost faith
But I was out there in New York, workin' on four tapes
And that's all at the same time
Shit, I stay on that same grind
It's like the soul of Tupac Shakur possessin' my damn mind
I'm just tryna get my grandma out them projects, off of these projects
People acting like I made it, but it's a process
And if you see me out, don't try to dick ride
'Cause most of y'all did me dirty, and I let shit slide
Then ya came back around and ya did me dirt again
So best believe, y'all won't be around when my clique live
And I ain't never been the type that's gonna brag or boast
But I been chasing my dreams, and dawg I'm getting close
I've given my whole life to this music shit
That's why it's time to get this paper like Tommy and Ghost
I just pray along the way that I don't lose control
Can't let this money get to my head and corrupt my soul
'Cause in my life, I seen it happen so many times
Unfortunately, I was once travelin' down that road
Yeah, but now I'm back wit this flow
When you come from, where we come from, they don't want us to grow
So if my people don't support me, I'll get it all on my own
Truth be told, yo that's all that I know
I said, that's all that I know
Four one
Three
Listen, I gotta speak my mind when I'm behind this mic
See, we're comin' from that life, it's either dope or white
My homie been down for five years
Man, at times, he shed tears, 'cause he just wanna hold his children tight
By the time he comes home, they gonna be teenagers
We was out there on the block and thought that we were major
In reality, yo it was just a trap
So they can send us to a place, So we may never make it back
And that's some real shit, so dawg it isn't funny
I was addicted to bad bitches and fast money
Just because of all those times that I ain't have money
Now, I'm addicted to investin' it, just to stack money
Yo shoutout to SELF, you really held me down
Who woulda thought we'd be doing the shit we're doing now
Everything's legit, all the money clean
And to think that we were just some youngn's witta dream
Yo shoutout to Serg, see that's my young spitta
Shoutout to Jon and Ster, see those my young hittas
Y'all believed in me, when most people lost faith
But I was out there in New York, workin' on four tapes
And that's all at the same time
Shit, I stay on that same grind
It's like the soul of Tupac Shakur possessin' my damn mind
I'm just tryna get my grandma out them projects, off of these projects
People acting like I made it, but it's a process
And if you see me out, don't try to dick ride
'Cause most of y'all did me dirty, and I let shit slide
Then ya came back around and ya did me dirt again
So best believe, y'all won't be around when my clique live
And I ain't never been the type that's gonna brag or boast
But I been chasing my dreams, and dawg I'm getting close
I've given my whole life to this music shit
That's why it's time to get this paper like Tommy and Ghost
I just pray along the way that I don't lose control
Can't let this money get to my head and corrupt my soul
'Cause in my life, I seen it happen so many times
Unfortunately, I was once travelin' down that road
Yeah, but now I'm back wit this flow
When you come from, where we come from, they don't want us to grow
So if my people don't support me, I'll get it all on my own
Truth be told, yo that's all that I know
I said, that's all that I know
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Writer(s): Alexander Santana
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