| Yeah, yeah
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| I feel you
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| They underestimate me
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| Future Hendrix
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| Stunna man what it do now?
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| Yeah, yeah, yeah… Woo!
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| Even I look at my diamonds sometimes and kiss em
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| That’s why my x my x and I don’t miss her
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| The way she acting right now I should of pimped her
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| Throwing shots of liquor on my liver my nigga
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| Even my niggas know I love em my niggas
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| And ain’t no love for you hoes you hoes crazy
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| And we ain’t neva gone fold we stay faded
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| Yeah we stay faded
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| Ain’t no water running down my eyes
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| Ain’t no love for the other side
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| The way these diamonds twinkle all in your eye ball
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| I know it should have been a crime dog, by law
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| And most of these fake niggas
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| They done fell off
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| I’m rasing the stakes, nigga
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| And I’m well off
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| I’m counting that cake
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| Trimming my nails off
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| And when times is hard
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| I move a bale off
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| And when Im whipping them lanes
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| Im in that new spur
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| All you niggas some lame
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| Softer than new fur
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| Congratulations to niggas like me dog
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| Get money, get money and I don’t see ya’ll
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| I don’t see flaw, I don’t see flaw
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| Even I look at my diamonds sometimes and kiss em
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| That’s why my x my x and I don’t miss her
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| The way she acting right now I should of pimped her
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| Throwing shots of liquor on my liver my nigga
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| Even my niggas know I love em my niggas
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| And ain’t no love for you hoes you hoes crazy
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| And we ain’t neva gone fold we stay faded
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| Yeah we stay faded
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| You waking up and you’re living your dreams nigga
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| I’m gettin crazy money with these New Orleans nigga
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| And only God can judge a nigga holding on the hammer
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| I could of fucked her from the start and put her on camera
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| I kept it hustling with you bitches
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| Kept it real hustler
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| You fuckin with a gutta nigga
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| So you will suffer
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| Helicopter flying over your head
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| We chop it up
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| We live the life that need
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| I ride in cars that you never can drive
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| We fuck the baddest bitches money can buy
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| Ain’t love lost, ain’t no love gained
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| This a young real nigga
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| Real pain
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| Even I look at my diamonds sometimes and kiss em
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| That’s why my x my x and I don’t miss her
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| The way she acting right now I should of pimped her
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| Throwing shots of liquor on my liver my nigga
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| Even my niggas know I love em my niggas
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| And ain’t no love for you hoes you hoes crazy
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| And we ain’t neva gone fold we stay faded
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| Yeah we stay faded |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Faded , by - Mike WiLL Made It. Song from the album Been Trill, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп