My n**** I'm faded faded faded I'm faded faded faded And I don't give a f*** Young Nino, f-ck a b**** in a peacoat Carlito, Scarface, Al Pacino Bun B do, p-mp c, arpedo I goes deep in that p****, Dan Marino She She wanna be the one, f-ck her to my own single

All I know is grind (Grind) Wonder why the Lord steady sendin' me blessings, I don't know why (Don't know why) Mama thanked me for her place And looked me in my face and then she she started cryin' (Started cryin') My talent take me different places I can

My nigga I’m faded faded faded I’m faded faded faded My nigga I’m faded faded And I don’t give a fuck Ah, young Nino, fuck a bitch in a pea coat Carlito, Scarface, Al Pacino Bun B though, Pimp C, R.I.P though I goes deep in that pussy, Dan Marino She

I've been living in my anxiety Face flushed down this train again Somebody, call a doctor, better call the doctor Chasing problems in my head Everybody says that I'm losing my shit I should calm down, but you know I can't quit Yeah, yeah, yeah I woke up

Sleep don't visit, so I choke on sun And the days blur into one And the backs of my eyes hum with things I've never done Sheets are swaying from an old clothesline Like a row of captured ghosts over old dead grass Was never much but we made the most

I'm alone and I'm an easy target They knew all along They're not dumb, they were so wrong She's not always fun Hate it now, call when I'm done Pieces fell in place Puzzles suck, laugh in my face Turn and swing the pace

My woman from Tokyo She She makes me see She's so good to me Talk about her like a queen Dancing in a eastern dream Fly into the rising sun Faces, smiling every one Yeah, she is a whole new tradition I feel it in my heart

She may be the face I can't forget, A trace of pleasure or regret, May be my treasure or The price I have to pay. She may be the song that summer sings, May be the chill that autumn brings, May be a hundred different things Within the measure of a day.

Yeah, you know, I smashed Foreign Spanish jawn, I really like your lemonade I put Cartiers all over my bitch's face She just got apparel, all because a nigga paid Put her in the past, 'cause you know Yeah, I smashed, yeah Shawty let me smash So I put her

And we are full of stories to be told. Cross my heart and hope to die, As you held me down, you said: "I'll see you in the future when we're older I'll see you with your laughter lines." Ashen faces in cold breeze, I'll see you in the future when we're