brandon brown – faded lyrics
(intro)
faded
lately i’ve been faded
so high i can speak that true
(verse)
yeah, yeah yeah
mama telling me i’m smoking way too much yeah i’ll admit it
saw papa steady burning since about the age of six
yeah we always getting lifted cause the sober life’s a b-tch
sat in intervention circles p-ssing spliffs cause we addicted
everybody burning sipping right before the meeting
eyes so low i couldn’t see like nice to meet ya
only thing up on my mind is what we’re eating for the evening yeah
roll a pack of woods that sh-t look like the mona lisa
(whatcha gon do)
run across the border had to put it in a bag but the sh-t still dank
(yeah)
ball a lil thing who knows what the kid might paint from the canvas blank
(yeah)
said you feel it when the b-ss done bounce
feel it when the base done bounce when i hit it from the vase i pounce
know the rookie running sh-t again there ain’t no point in you defending ain’t n0body that don’t rate this sound
i’ve been up four days no sleep
i ain’t finna pay no lease
he be coming from a place where they take your life for the bank hear the bang from the bullet they ain’t preach no peace praying
lord oh please oh please
send a couple trees at least
send a couple trees at least
so we write so smooth that the flows don’t crease
(don’t crease no)
smooth that the flow don’t crease
(chorus)
i’ve been faded
lately i’ve been faded
so high i can speak that true
(speak that, speak that)
so high i can speak that true
(speak that, speak that, speak that)
lately i’ve been faded
lately i’ve been faded
so high i can speak that truth
(speak that, speak that)
so high i can speak that true
(speak that, speak that)
(verse)
ain’t no thing yeah it ain’t no thing we just sip that mix
(sip sip sip sip)
come to the crib smoke out with the kid show you how we live
(you ain’t really bout the smoke yeah)
ain’t it what you came for spend a little paper let’s get lit
(let’s get lit)
repping for the hometown hometown hometown we don’t switch
(six six six six, six)
bankroll, bankroll, bankroll
everything fuego pull up in the range rov
had to get the peso come up on it in a pave low
walking in the club and everybody get their raincoats
i remember way back bussing drake’s table
now i’m in my own league all the flows fatal
just a young cat from the home of the maple
push one track everybody disabled
they’re all so scared of the contact
contracts live they be knowing where the bars at
cop a wrist prism i don’t even gotta floss that
dark flow skin light, looking like a contrast
feeling like i’m made for the mission
not too many people get paid to be living motherf-ckers can’t bang to the rhythm
hard in the paint like griffin no pain when the rain get sipping
all the fame i can feel it, i can feel it, i can feel it
smoking on the bed high thread count linens
brand new benz and a 12 foot ceiling
how we doing numbers with a brand new vision
yeah speaking on lames pay no visit
ain’t say your name then it ain’t your business
kid untamed take your city
ain’t no change yeah still so litty f-ck with me bruh
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