Mike Will Made It - Faded lyrics

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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