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Faded in the city with my team Smoking, drinking, doing our own thing Tell me what you into, what you bring We gonna be a problem 'cause I seen We ain't never going home, we'll be raging till the morning We ain't never going home, we'll be raging till the morning Tonight we getting lit, we getting lit Tonight we getting lit, we getting lit I'm drunk, you're not, faded on another level, bout to leave the spot Ripping shit down, off the walls in the party But I'm in the back posted so nobody really notice a lot I don't know how to act About to fill another one up in the parking lot But I'm not a dummy never drinking never drop So it's back to the party man I gotta get inside I wreck shit, boy I'm reckless Tryina leave the party, I don't stress shit Gather up my crew being drunk so blessing Have fun and live it up that's the message Grinding I splash in, I'm throwing water Club on 'cause my crew out is out of order We don't give a fuck middle finger order Try to kick me out you don't really want it Faded in the city with my team Smoking, drinking, doing our own thing Tell me what you into, what you bring We gonna be a problem 'cause I seen We ain't never going home, we'll be raging till the morning We ain't never going home, we'll be raging till the morning Tonight we getting lit, we getting lit Tonight we getting lit, we getting lit I rock, I'm hot Young future, I do move in the spot Jewels on my neck stay smooth you are not Make moves you forget when you chose when to stop 5 girls all around you gonna watch They know I'm a rockstar, you know I'm the man Smoother than a lambo or a transam How I flow through the party with a drink in my hand They watch me, I'm sloppy, my flow cocky Probably you can't stop me Party was poppin like a body Eye for an eye like it's hemorabi She's drunk and I fucked up now our luck's up Gotta leave the club 'cause I fucked my butts up On the couch I'm kicking it no numb chucks We gonna do it all again give no fucks like Faded in the city with my team Smoking, drinking, doing our own thing Tell me what you into, what you bring We gonna be a problem 'cause I see We ain't never going home, we'll be raging till the morning We ain't never going home, we'll be raging till the morning Tonight we getting lit, we getting lit Tonight we getting lit, we getting lit Eye for an eye like it's hemorabi Eye for an eye like it's hemorabi Eye for an eye like it's hemorabi Gotta leave the club 'cause I fucked my butts up
Writer(s): Beau Young, Raphael Michel Fiorda Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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