Faded In The Morning
Faded In The Morning

Drew Taylor - Faded In The Morning Lyrics

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Faded In The Morning Lyrics

I wrote this in the morning cause we pulled and all nighter
My thumb is feeling raw from overusing my lighter
We must have smoked a hundred blunts
I took the pac and flipped it
Man I must have pulled a hundred stunts
Girl I hope you got some time tonight
You know you ain't just coming once
I hit her from back
That ass is so amazing, but
She's also got a stunning front
Excited for the shit we got planned in the coming months
We really out to get it
And silent antics got the shit to really keep you fitted
Our only main goal is trynna take over the city
And fuck anybody that ain't with it
He mad cause he can't spit it
He mad cause he ain't hitting
The girl that I got in my car right now while I'm lane switching
J brought me an eighth of shrooms
That shit got my brain twitching
But I feel the pain lifting
I started smoking weed back in quarantine
And I ain't quitting
I'm sorry mom this shit just makes me come alive
She woulda never guessed that it would be this in 2005
Since then it feels like I lived a thousand lives
And seen the betrayal of over a thousand guys
Niggas will switch on they homies for bitches
That's made out of a thousand hives
That means she's sweet like honey
Or maybe she beez in the trap
You wanna call her your girl
Maybe she be in your crib
But maybe she beez in my lap
And dawg I only spit facts
You boys can keep all the cap
I let her break the shit down and put the leaf in the wrap
Why would I play by your rules
When I could do what I want
You scared of taking the risk well imma do what you don't
When I'm with chase, it's STK for the truffle fries
We done seen it all man we just some troubled guys
We work the hours where gotta just rub your eyes
Then down a shot of whiskey, then get back to the fucking grind
Trust you more than once
Man you out of your fucking mind
I step up to the plate
When these boys just duck and hide
I guess it's my southern pride
Your cousin said your mixtape was hot
Well your cousin lied
I'm in the studio
All alone
I'm in my zone
And if you is a hatin' ass nigga don't hit my phone
I won't reply
I'm swimming through this shit we call life with open eyes
And I just want the girl of my dreams to open thighs and hold the lies
I'm a golden guy
The total prize
I smile nice
But then I go and spit all of these flows
And got hoes surprised
I'm trynna run up a check and be a nigga you most dispise
My mind always seems to go back to the dark nights
I fall for the fun girls the
Breaking your heart type
She never hit a nigga
But it felt like a hard right
The sex was amazing though
We did get that part right
She posting thirst traps on the gram, it's a hard sight
Make me wanna pack a bag for a far flight
Away from the city man
Away from the bullshit
Get drunk on the beach, and tan
That clasè azul shit
And every moment now really feels like it's do or die
I got all of my haters looking like who are you to try?
And I'm classic man
But I'm not in a suit or tie
And I don't gotta shoot a guy
To tell what's true inside
I get the things I want
And make you think I let you decide
I'm truly sly
And I know niggas from 6 ward
That'll truly slide
And if you talk back
Then consider that suicide
You not too cool to die
I'm on a mission to buy my mom a crib
With a pool inside
You'll realize you fucked up
When you pass a Bugatti
And it's got drew inside
Bad bitch in the passenger seat
Victoria secret I pull her panties right to the side
I should sign a deal with Red Bull cause I'm truly fly
Stoner, but I keep my swagger clean to fool your eyes
Im a groovy vibe
Shaggy and scooby guy
And girl you lookin a snack
You know my mood tonight

I wrote this in the morning cause we pulled and all nighter
My thumb is feeling raw from overusing my lighter
We must have smoked a hundred blunts
I took the pac and flipped it
Man I must have pulled a hundred stunts
Girl I hope you got some time tonight
You know you ain't just coming once
I hit her from back
That ass is so amazing, but
She's also got a stunning front
Excited for the shit we got planned in the coming months
We really out to get it
And silent antics got the shit to really keep you fitted
Our only main goal is trynna take over the city
And fuck anybody that ain't with it
He mad cause he can't spit it
He mad cause he ain't hitting
The girl that I got in my car right now while I'm lane switching
J brought me an eighth of shrooms
That shit got my brain twitching
But I feel the pain lifting
I started smoking weed back in quarantine
And I ain't quitting
I'm sorry mom this shit just makes me come alive
She woulda never guessed that it would be this in 2005
Since then it feels like I lived a thousand lives
And seen the betrayal of over a thousand guys
Niggas will switch on they homies for bitches
That's made out of a thousand hives
That means she's sweet like honey
Or maybe she beez in the trap
You wanna call her your girl
Maybe she be in your crib
But maybe she beez in my lap
And dawg I only spit facts
You boys can keep all the cap
I let her break the shit down and put the leaf in the wrap
Why would I play by your rules
When I could do what I want
You scared of taking the risk well imma do what you don't
When I'm with chase, it's STK for the truffle fries
We done seen it all man we just some troubled guys
We work the hours where gotta just rub your eyes
Then down a shot of whiskey, then get back to the fucking grind
Trust you more than once
Man you out of your fucking mind
I step up to the plate
When these boys just duck and hide
I guess it's my southern pride
Your cousin said your mixtape was hot
Well your cousin lied
I'm in the studio
All alone
I'm in my zone
And if you is a hatin' ass nigga don't hit my phone
I won't reply
I'm swimming through this shit we call life with open eyes
And I just want the girl of my dreams to open thighs and hold the lies
I'm a golden guy
The total prize
I smile nice
But then I go and spit all of these flows
And got hoes surprised
I'm trynna run up a check and be a nigga you most dispise
My mind always seems to go back to the dark nights
I fall for the fun girls the
Breaking your heart type
She never hit a nigga
But it felt like a hard right
The sex was amazing though
We did get that part right
She posting thirst traps on the gram, it's a hard sight
Make me wanna pack a bag for a far flight
Away from the city man
Away from the bullshit
Get drunk on the beach, and tan
That clasè azul shit
And every moment now really feels like it's do or die
I got all of my haters looking like who are you to try?
And I'm classic man
But I'm not in a suit or tie
And I don't gotta shoot a guy
To tell what's true inside
I get the things I want
And make you think I let you decide
I'm truly sly
And I know niggas from 6 ward
That'll truly slide
And if you talk back
Then consider that suicide
You not too cool to die
I'm on a mission to buy my mom a crib
With a pool inside
You'll realize you fucked up
When you pass a Bugatti
And it's got drew inside
Bad bitch in the passenger seat
Victoria secret I pull her panties right to the side
I should sign a deal with Red Bull cause I'm truly fly
Stoner, but I keep my swagger clean to fool your eyes
Im a groovy vibe
Shaggy and scooby guy
And girl you lookin a snack
You know my mood tonight

Writer(s): Andrew Rogan
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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