Namaste

Faded away, faded away
In the cut but down to ride
Got a double cup with you my side
Man tried to tie you down but he ain't tied it right
So go and take my hand cuz we gon' fight the fight
Me and you chillin' with the lights off
I don't really ever take a night off
Always gotta end with a mic drop
I never ever seem to get my line's crossed
Shit ain't really funny like a bad joke
Lighting up my lucky with banjo
Feeling like Solo bout to pass go
I'm also kinda feeling like an asshole
C'mon shortie I'm bout to free yo mind
I know what to say, I can see the signs
Me with you we'd be freezing time
But at least I'm at peace, you'd be freaking mine

Only as solid as your promise made
What I want from you is an honest day
See it on the low, got a lot to say
You want me to go but namaste
You only as solid as your promise made
What I want from you is an honest day
See it on the low, got a lot to say
You want me to go but namaste

Tell me why you wanna get so mean
But you ain't say shit when I get in those jeans
Barely on the green like special teams
And yo baby daddy can come step to me
Where the fuck is my referee
Nah fuck that, cuz I ain't playing shit
You gon' hike this ball, you gon' take this dick
So far in your stomach, its gon' make ya sick
Tell me what you really tryna do
Me plus you, yeah I'm sliding through
I don't really know what's right with you
So say the word, I'll spend the night with you
Yeah I ain't trying to sound too petty
But after we done, you hit the jetty
Cuz money don't sleep, I for sure gotta eat
If you stay ready, ain't gotta get ready

Only as solid as your promise made
What I want from you is an honest day
See it on the low, got a lot to say
You want me to go but namaste
You only as solid as your promise made
What I want from you is an honest day
See it on the low, got a lot to say
You want me to go but namaste

But namaste, but namaste
See it on the low, got a lot to say
You want me to go but namaste

But namaste, but namaste
See it on the low, got a lot to say
You want me to go but namaste

Aint competing how Solo wrecks
Seen her face she was so upset
I ain't bluffing nothing on the poker deck
I just need some space like Boba Fett
Ran the race all with broken step
She won't play me like an old cassette
If she choose another I ain't losing brutha
Cuz I got more numbers than a Rolodex

But namaste, but namaste
See it on the low, got a lot to say
You want me to go but namaste

But namaste, but namaste
See it on the low, got a lot to say
You want me to go but namaste

See it on the low, got a lot to say
You want me to go but namaste
But namaste, but namaste
Faded away



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Writer(s): André "dre" Nubian Brown, Brian Porter
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