Faded

Faded, I'm so, faded
Faded, I'm so, faded
Faded, I'm so, faded

I'm sitting and I'm thinking 'bout
All these nights that I stay out late
Either hanging with the team, or I'm caking with a date
My mom hates it, she be blowing up my phone
Telling me to bring it home, like I'm stealing forth base
And I do it, but I do it on my own time
But I don't be rebelling, man I swear that ain't the case
Recipe to fame I'm just looking for the cake
I'm doing A1 I'm just looking for the stakes
Addicted to the attention that they give to me
I love it all, though they don't get no love at all
Really feelin' like a star, I'm above it all man

The other day my ex sent me a text
Man, just when I was healing
It said I'll never love no one the way I love you
Damn, and now I'm in my feelings (uhn)
Cause it's something 'bout a cute text (uhn)
Cause it's something 'bout a cute ex
My heart is ya home, I reside in yours
And I swear we stuck together, nigga duplex
Aww, let me put this drink down cause
It got me actin' up, like a glitch nigga
Got me speaking on my feelings
And now it got me thinking how I wanna
Throw it at you like a pitch nigga (aw)

I want ya
Come closer baby
Control ya, hands until we're sober baby
This right here got me feeling good
I'm seeing double man
Kissing and we cuddling
You gone get me in trouble ('cause I'm)

Faded, I'm so fu'n faded baby
Faded, I'm so fu'n faded baby
Faded, I'm so fu'n faded
I might start misbehaving 'cause baby I'm fu'n faded

Faded like, the jeans that I got on right now
You wanna see 'em off
Say he wanna see em off
But I whisper, baby you gone right now
Gone like the wind
Gone tell ya friend he can get it
And I ain't talking 'bout boxing
When I tell you to tell ya friend that he can hit it
Nah lemme quit it, uhn
I got him feeling played out like a fitted
I don't know what I'm sippin' but I swear it got me lifted
And I swear these niggas trippin'
Saying I see right through ya, nah nigga I'm tinted

Everybody screamin' (shot, shot)
So you know I put it down, nigga drop top
I'm feeling good, now lemme feel up on ya
Man I wanna jump up on it nigga hopscotch (ohh)
I'm hating that I'm loving what you doing
'Cause I'ma get in trouble by the one that I'm pursuing
And I ain't tryna have y'all boxin' like we moving
So I tell him I can't do it, nigga chill, nigga cool it
Man, bartender bring another round
Even though I need to get my head right
But he passed me his glass and I drunk it all down
And I'm thinking in my head like...

I want ya
Come closer baby
Control ya, hands until we're sober baby
This right here got me feeling good
I'm seeing double man
Kissing and we cuddling
You gone get me in trouble ('cause I'm)

Faded, I'm so fu'n faded baby
Faded, I'm so fu'n faded baby
Faded, I'm so fu'n faded
I might start misbehaving 'cause baby I'm fu'n faded (faded)

Faded, I'm so, faded
Faded, I'm so, faded
Faded, I'm so, faded

Look... look, I'm...
I'm not tryna do nothing that I'ma regret, you know?
I'm... chill, I'm...
I'm just gonna go, okay?