Mike WiLL Made It (Mike WiLL)
Mike WiLL Made It (Mike WiLL) - Faded songtekst
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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