Faded

(альбом: Exit 68 - 2020)

Woah
Catour, fuck it up

Tried my hardest not to hate you
Should've known she wasn't faithful, no oh, oh
Thought you was real, must've mistaked you
Just like your friends, them hoes is fake too, no, oh
I took my Bentley 'round the city
Thinking 'bout you, but you know them hoes is with me now
I get out my feelings quickly
But I get high and then just think 'bout how you did me

(Faded) Faded
So if I ain't your nigga
(Faded) Faded
Then that ain't my booty, yeah
(Faded) Faded
And if this ain't real love
(Faded) Faded
Then I'll keep you moving
Faded

One thing's for certain (Certain)
And two things for sure (For sure)
Been 'bout my money (Money)
Give a fuck 'bout no hoe, oh (Hoes)

Last time I seen your face
Leaving you, packed your things
I thought that you would change
I was a fool, I stayed
Playing in these cruel love games
Take a shot to ease the pain
Wish I could fast forward
This ain't what I asked for
Wish I wasn't here for it
It's two hunnid on the dashboard
Henny bottles on the floor
Hope I don't crash, Lord

(Faded) Faded
So if I ain't your nigga
(Faded) Faded
Then that ain't my booty, yeah
(Faded) Faded
And if this ain't real love (Real love)
(Faded) Faded
Then I'll keep you moving (Movin')
Faded

One thing's for certain (Certain)
And two things for sure (For sure)
Been 'bout my money (Money)
Give a fuck 'bout no hoe, oh (Give a fuck 'bout no hoe, oh, no hoes)
One thing's for certain (Certain)
And two things for sure (For sure)
Been 'bout my money (Money)
Give a fuck 'bout no hoe, oh (No hoes)

Give a fuck 'bout no hoe, oh
Give a fuck 'bout no hoe, oh
Catour, fuck it up