Faded FafafafaFaded Faded, Boss Cost: paid it Red Eyes, no Visine, pupils dilated Money I'm creating, Hoe's I'm replacing Got the bitch shocked but I ain't do no tazing But this the news that I get prescripted to Your girl with me, then she getting lifted too Got a good head, she mentally gifted too She love the same dick I keep giving to you Dont come with that bullshit, I'm already balling And I pass it off, you can say I'm Chris Pauling My money growing, yours jackson balding I get the pass but I ain't Kevin Spaldings I'm a student smoking blunts long as rulers If she got some good brains then you know I need a tudor Lil Marley Mean but the john* even ruder All these hoes wanna kick it I must be the scooter
I'm Faded Hook
My eyes low but I keep 'em on the rise I'm buzzing in the air, look nigga I am that fly I'm up in the sky and you nigga on my shitlist And yall ain't fuck nothing, you nigga ridiculous And I go deep nigga you just need to vomit JBM in the building nigga you know that we run it Why you fronting? Where your hoes nigga? And I ain't talking clothes and You nigga be acting and this is not a show So play your role or get cut I'm a dog you're a mut and You nigga ain't running, you just running out of luck and yeah we be shooting, so nigga you better duck and Cuff your head, I'm about my bread Life on the edge Play with my bread, you will be dead with a bullet through your head No tears should be shed Yeah I'm with my nigga and you would fall off a ledge nigga Ankle farther than your head
I'm Faded Hook
I get my coffee, then I hit the block You're a lil bit of a drinker, I drink a lot Ecstasy in my pockets, on my teeth: rocks Heroin lookouts on the corner, I got it locked Big short, Small package, Medium Shirt Hip Hop, Miss the wake or the funeral first These rappers are a kneejerk They're crying because they need work Dont know how to adapt then blast Blow out your back Aim for your spine like that I lose and get my brain back Lobotomized, Ostracized, I am not a lie and I dont lie down Thought we was cool, you caught a five hahaha 6 chicks, 3 dyking, 3 all for me like a 3 for 1 sell at the club for me I walk out cheesing, car smell like cheese and When I light up again I'm cutting the cheese up I re limp, we pimp, trippy wholehearted- Eat shrimp, steak prim- 8 ball stacking That's fat like farm, look at my charm, move back, state farm, crash that Raekwon wannabees in New Orleans with vocobulary I rob and very mindless to my behaviour I got to carry nine guns with nine in the chamber Behing 8 cars, I'm so Christian Party like the 9.9.9. it's your century Jet
