Gettin Faded ~

Fame and the money, ah
I see that shit as entertainment for a dummy
People tryna copy what they ain't it's rather funny
Me, I'll never change I'll be the same it's where I'm from see
Do or die attitude smoking in the front seat
Looking at the world I vision things most don't see
Crazy muhfucker in the brain, yeah that runs deep
Ask your girl my name she's gonna know it but she won't speak
Text my number later saying miss you, what bitches do
Whisper in your ear like all that shit you stay and listen to
While she getting text from some n***a in the living room
Then you all upset cause you left you pretty quickly too
Me, I'm too focused on my raps too focused on my smoking
Too focused on my crew staying focused and devoted
We hustle to succeed rolling weed up in the open
A Dosequis n***a, most interesting at the moment

Hook:
Riding round tripping
Thinking bout the crazy life that some people be living
Money and the fame or is it pain thats only hidden
Me, I figure both so forgive me if I try
To keep it one hundred mothafuckas do or die getting faded
That double X we too alive getting faded
Some mothafuckers waving bye getting faded
Just being young, rolling blunts getting faded

Too sick

And what's sick is the way I kill it with melodies
Mothafucka dope with his shit success up ahead of me
Young and still getting faded just having some fun in life
Cause fuck it I'm with my crew getting drunk tonight

Tell em wussup
Mothafuckas talking about my spitting
I'm sitting talking about you with sicker flows than yo shit
I'm no bitch
You misunderstood I be the one who fucked yo bitch

Like what
Got me rapping on some other shit
Haters blowing up my name is why I tell em suck a dick
Every night we celebrate puffing to some A$AP
Mind slowly fading contemplating bout what pays back
Chasing fucking dreams or living with regret
I'm saying fuck everything
I put that on my chest