Mike WiLL Made It (Mike WiLL)

Mike WiLL Made It (Mike WiLL) - Faded lyrics

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Yeah, yeah
I feel you
They underestimate me
Future Hendrix
Stunna man what to do now?
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Mike Will Made It

Even I look at my diamonds
Sometimes I kiss it
That's my ex, my ex, and no Mrs.
The way she acting right now
I should have pimped up
Throwing shots of liquour on my liver my nigga
Even my niggas know I love for my niggas
And ain't no love for you hoes, you all crazy
And we ain't never gon' fall

We stay faded
Yeah, we stay faded

Ain't no water running down my eyes
Ain't no love for the other side
The way these diamonds twinkle all in your eye ball
I know I should have been a crown doll by law
And most of these faded niggas
They don't feel love
I'm rasing the stakes, nigga
And I'm well off
I'm counting that cake
Trimming my nails off
Anytime 'cause it's hard
I move the builds off
And we know we whipping the lanes
I mean that new spirit
All you niggas some lame
Suffer a new fur
Congratulations to niggas like me dog
Get money, get money and all see yo
I don't see flaw, I don't see flaw

Even I look at my diamonds
Sometimes I kiss it
That's my ex, my ex, and no Mrs.
The way she acting right now
I should have pimped up
Throwing shots of liquour on my liver my nigga
Even my niggas know I love for my niggas
And ain't no love for you hoes, you all crazy
And we ain't never gon' fall

We stay faded
Yeah, we stay faded

You waking up when you're living your dreams nigga
I'm with crazy money with this New Orleans nigga
And only God can judge a nigga holding on the hammer
I could afford it from the start
And put her on the camera
I kept it hustling with you bitch
Kept it real hustler
You fucked it with the guarded nigga
So you will suffer
Helicopter flying over your head
We chop it up
We live the life that need
I ride a car that you never can drive
Before the bed bitches money can buy
Ain't love lost, ain't no love gained
This is young real nigga
Real pain

Even I look at my diamonds
Sometimes I kiss it
That's my ex, my ex, and no Mrs.
The way she acting right now
I should have pimped up
Throwing shots of liquour on my liver my nigga
Even my niggas know I love for my niggas
And ain't no love for you hoes, you all crazy
And we ain't never gon' fall

We stay faded
Yeah, we stay faded
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