FADED
Goodnight Darkboy
I wonder why you are not mine yet
Look at my eyes, see how high I get
Telling me lies, better not try it
Taking my side, hope I don't die yet
Aye, I wanna fly just like I'm a pilot
Take it off girl I don't mind it
Tell me your secrets don't hide it
Sipping on tea while inside it
I might go ultraviolet
Toss me the weed and I light it
Now my eyes dilated
Dummy boy getting too faded
Getting this money they hate it, we finna go up
I can't wait to tell mama we made it, they tell me to slow down
I been smoking this weed think they laced it
Sippin' the wok got me faded
Feel like I'm up in a spaceship
I told her I need a facelift
Young SLATT I came from the rags
Now I'm copping shit I never had it
Do this shit for my mom and my ma' fuckin' dad
I can't fuck with these hoes I ain't going out sad
Try to run up the score go and look at my stats
They know where I'm going they see where I'm at
They tell me stop pouring I keep sippin' act
My mind it been rolling I'm still in the tact
Yeah, I can't go out like that
I get busy I get to it fast
Me and Benny we be killing tracks
Was too friendly so I gave her back
Off the Remy, too faded, I blacked out
She love when I blow her back out
Gangster bitch might pull the strap out
Make a pussy nigga back down
I wonder why you are not mine yet
Look at my eyes, see how high I get
Telling me lies, better not try it
Taking my side, hope I don't die yet
Aye, I wanna fly just like I'm a pilot
Take it off girl I don't mind it
Tell me your secrets don't hide it
Sipping on tea while inside it
I might go ultraviolet
Toss me the weed and I light it
Now my eyes dilated
Dummy boy getting too faded
Astronaut yeah I rock it
Put it in my sock I cop it
Talking 'bout all this profit
No I cannot Milly rock it
Gimme top then I block it
All in my phone she be callin'
Dare me to stare I'm fallin'
Off this tab I'm wildin'
Walk outside I'm stylin'
All my money I'm mindin'
Stuck in my mind I'm freestylin'
Took all my time now I'm cashin' in
All this racks be bummin' in
Now I'm sipping on Rum again
Now it's smoke in my lungs again
Time to hit up all my friends
Now I see my boy in a Benz
Time to get to all the ends
Now we all makin' amends
I wonder why you are not mine yet
Look at my eyes, see how high I get
Telling me lies, better not try it
Taking my side, hope I don't die yet
Aye, I wanna fly just like I'm a pilot
Take it off girl I don't mind it
Tell me your secrets don't hide it
Sipping on tea while inside it
I might go ultraviolet
Toss me the weed and I light it
Now my eyes dilated
Dummy boy getting too faded
Getting this money they hate it, we finna go up
I can't wait to tell mama we made it, they tell me to slow down
I been smoking this weed think they laced it
Sippin' the wok got me faded
Feel like I'm up in a spaceship
I told her I need a facelift
Young SLATT I came from the rags
Now I'm copping shit I never had it
Do this shit for my mom and my ma' fuckin' dad
I can't fuck with these hoes I ain't going out sad
Try to run up the score go and look at my stats
They know where I'm going they see where I'm at
They tell me stop pouring I keep sippin' act
My mind it been rolling I'm still in the tact
Yeah, I can't go out like that
I get busy I get to it fast
Me and Benny we be killing tracks
Was too friendly so I gave her back
Off the Remy, too faded, I blacked out
She love when I blow her back out
Gangster bitch might pull the strap out
Make a pussy nigga back down
I wonder why you are not mine yet
Look at my eyes, see how high I get
Telling me lies, better not try it
Taking my side, hope I don't die yet
Aye, I wanna fly just like I'm a pilot
Take it off girl I don't mind it
Tell me your secrets don't hide it
Sipping on tea while inside it
I might go ultraviolet
Toss me the weed and I light it
Now my eyes dilated
Dummy boy getting too faded
Astronaut yeah I rock it
Put it in my sock I cop it
Talking 'bout all this profit
No I cannot Milly rock it
Gimme top then I block it
All in my phone she be callin'
Dare me to stare I'm fallin'
Off this tab I'm wildin'
Walk outside I'm stylin'
All my money I'm mindin'
Stuck in my mind I'm freestylin'
Took all my time now I'm cashin' in
All this racks be bummin' in
Now I'm sipping on Rum again
Now it's smoke in my lungs again
Time to hit up all my friends
Now I see my boy in a Benz
Time to get to all the ends
Now we all makin' amends
Credits
Writer(s): Benjamin Weaver, Benny Weaver
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