FADED
Faded off the liquor
Yeah, I can't even stand
All these motherfuckers
Bicker
Askin if I'm the man
I just be flowin
Off my mind
Because I know that I can
And anybody talkin shit
They finna get hit
With a sick ass flow
I feel so jaded by the people
No I don't want no friends
I been gettin all this money
Boutta cop me a Benz
I don't kick it wit no people
That ain't bringing it in
I'm really tryin not to hurt somebody
All these muthafuckas
They just get on my nerves
Yeah, everyday I'm askin
Why my momma give birth
I stay smokin on my blunts
No I don't fuck wit percs
I'm really
I'm really tryin not to hurt somebody
Never really was the one
That liked to party
All my fuckin raps
Ya I know they hardy
All these fucking hotties
They want me to touch they bodies
I'm to focused on my bands
Tryna fly to Japan
I been takin my time
My demons up on the rise
All the humans divide
That's why I stay inside
Undergoing cynical tendencies
Can't be no friend to me
All of my mind just givin up
No I don't give a fuck
One Twenty on the dash
Blunt lit
Flickin the ash
All these bitches shakin ass
Yeah, they know I like that
Man I'm
Faded off the liquor
Yeah, I can't even stand
All these motherfuckers
Bicker
Askin if I'm the man
I just be flowin
Off my mind
Because I know that I can
And anybody talkin shit
They finna get hit
Wit a sick ass flow
I feel so jaded by the people
No I don't want no friends
I been gettin all this money
Boutta cop me a Benz
I don't kick it wit no people
That ain't bringing it in
I'm really tryin not to hurt somebody
Yeah, I can't even stand
All these motherfuckers
Bicker
Askin if I'm the man
I just be flowin
Off my mind
Because I know that I can
And anybody talkin shit
They finna get hit
With a sick ass flow
I feel so jaded by the people
No I don't want no friends
I been gettin all this money
Boutta cop me a Benz
I don't kick it wit no people
That ain't bringing it in
I'm really tryin not to hurt somebody
All these muthafuckas
They just get on my nerves
Yeah, everyday I'm askin
Why my momma give birth
I stay smokin on my blunts
No I don't fuck wit percs
I'm really
I'm really tryin not to hurt somebody
Never really was the one
That liked to party
All my fuckin raps
Ya I know they hardy
All these fucking hotties
They want me to touch they bodies
I'm to focused on my bands
Tryna fly to Japan
I been takin my time
My demons up on the rise
All the humans divide
That's why I stay inside
Undergoing cynical tendencies
Can't be no friend to me
All of my mind just givin up
No I don't give a fuck
One Twenty on the dash
Blunt lit
Flickin the ash
All these bitches shakin ass
Yeah, they know I like that
Man I'm
Faded off the liquor
Yeah, I can't even stand
All these motherfuckers
Bicker
Askin if I'm the man
I just be flowin
Off my mind
Because I know that I can
And anybody talkin shit
They finna get hit
Wit a sick ass flow
I feel so jaded by the people
No I don't want no friends
I been gettin all this money
Boutta cop me a Benz
I don't kick it wit no people
That ain't bringing it in
I'm really tryin not to hurt somebody
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Writer(s): Devon Williams
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