8 years ago
Faded-2
Lyrics
If you didn't fuck with me when I was faded
Don't hit me up when I make it out of poverty
Fakes come when you hit the lottery
Fakes come when you hit the lottery
Fakes come when you hit the lottery
Fakes come when you hit the lottery
It's The first of the month December
No one hits my phone unless I txt first
It's the first of the month winter
No one hits me up That deserves
to see me great So stay away
when I become like the wall in China
I want all the haters to stay away
If you didn't fuck with me when I was faded
Don't hit me up when I make it out of poverty
Fakes come when you hit the lottery
Fakes come when you hit the lottery
Fakes come when you hit the lottery
Fakes come when you hit the lottery
Writer(s): Christopher Jackson
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
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