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Faded
5
R&B/Soul
Faded was released on October 20, 2017 by Christopher Light Records USA as a part of the album Faded - Single
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Release DateOctober 20, 2017
LabelChristopher Light Records USA
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

Lyrics

For recognition, I take my chick on bikini missions
Skinny dip in that Kalahari, we drinkin' senseless
My check a pension, you hurtin' ****, you pocket pinchin'
My opposition is non-existent, I'm poppin' ****
And she just wanna roll with a bad guy
But she just wanna roll in the Jaguar
Shit, I might put some stones on my vampires
I'm plottin' on your ho like I'm Quagmire
Run it up, run another check up
All of these bitches on me 'cause I'm next up
Eyes on the screen of the dash when I back up
Car wouldn't start, in my mind I was gassed up
Keep the gold ticket on me like I'm Willy Wonka
'Cause I swear I love to fuck, and these bitches want a sponsor
Strippers ain't expect the rain, they forgot to check the Doppler
Told lil' shawty that I love it when she call me Big Poppa
Pour it up, Friday night, goin' up
Pullin' up, rollin' 'round your neighborhood
I ain't worried 'bout nothin' but havin' fun
If you want what I'm on, let's link up
Let the top down, blaze it up, get faded
Roll around, smokin' loud, gettin' this paper
Let the top down, blaze it up, get faded
Roll around, smokin' loud, gettin' this paper
They ain't in my position so they don't understand me
They want the hood to fuck with 'em, difference I won a Grammy
They oversee my success, to them it's overwhelming
Model look like a catfish, cookin' me salmon
Took his bae for a clean ride, his title salvaged
I got fame off a dance song, I took advantage
Now I'm in all of them blog shows and different cameras
Countin' up on this bankroll in silk pajamas
Pour it up, toast to the good life
I'm good over here, little baby, what it look like?
Smokin' rapper weed, what you smokin' on look like?
Wake up like good morning 'cause every night a good night
I never wanted fame, I just wanna be the richest
Big king chain, but the diamond cut princess
Killin' every beat and now I'm takin' out the witness
They was sleepin' on me, now they beggin' for forgiveness
Pour it up, Friday night, goin' up
Pullin' up, rollin' 'round your neighborhood
I ain't worried 'bout nothin' but havin' fun
If you want what I'm on, let's link up
Let the top down, blaze it up, get faded
Roll around, smokin' loud, gettin' this paper
Let the top down, blaze it up, get faded
Roll around, smokin' loud, gettin' this paper
Written by: Jamal F. Jones, Nick L. Van De Wall, Urales Vargas
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