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[Intro: Tinashe]
You on that faded love, love
Luh-luh-luh-luh-love
Love
You on that faded love, love
Luh-luh-luh-luh-love
Love
You on that faded love

[Verse 1: Tinashe]
No, don’t give me your name
No, I don’t need your number saved in my phone
Just follow me, follow me, follow me
Follow me home
Wanna take off my rings in my California King
Let me get you alone
Just follow me, follow me, follow me
Follow me home

[Pre-Chorus: Tinashe]
Let’s just feel this feelin’
Let’s just feel this feelin’
High up as the ceilin’
Let’s just, let’s just feel this feelin’
Let’s just feel this moment
We can make it last
Let’s just feel this feelin’
Right now, right now

[Chorus: Tinashe]
You on that faded love, love
Luh-luh-luh-luh-love
You on that faded love, love
Luh-luh-luh-luh-love
Love
You on that faded love, love
Luh-luh-luh-luh-love
Love
You on that faded love, love
Luh-luh-luh-luh-love
You on that faded love

[Verse 2: Tinashe]
I can feel every breath on the edge of my neck
Cigarettes and cologne
Just follow me, follow me, follow me
Follow me home
No, I don’t know the time and I don’t know what’s next
But I know that it’s on
Just follow me, follow me, follow me
Follow me home

[Pre-Chorus: Tinashe & Future]
Let’s just feel this feelin’
Let’s just feel this feelin’
Try our best to seal it
Let’s just, let’s just feel this feelin’
Let’s just feel this moment
We can make it last
Let’s just feel this feelin’
Right now, right now

[Chorus: Tinashe & Future]
You on that faded love, love
Luh-luh-luh-luh-love
You on that faded love, love
Luh-luh-luh-luh-love
Love
You on that faded
You on that faded love, love
Luh-luh-luh-luh-love
Love
You on that faded
You on that faded love, love
Luh-luh-luh-luh-love
You on that faded love

[Verse 3: Future]
Before I give my white cup up
Before I give my white girl up
Before I give my half-Dominican girl up, I need real love
I’m on my fourth stripper of the day
I keep a full thoroughbred Jamaican
I’ma find your G-spot like you dropped your location
Man I’ma give all this shit up one day
Get some love from a video vixen on the runway
You can’t hold it against a king, baby
You shoulda made me better, what I need
You shoulda upgraded me already
You shoulda made love to me already
I done spent a million on you already
I done bought diamonds for you already
If you love, you can teach me, wanna learn
Take you farther than Jerusalem when it’s my turn
We so spiritually connected
We goin’ in the right direction

[Chorus: Tinashe & Future]
You on that faded love, love
Luh-luh-luh-luh-love
You on that faded love, love
Luh-luh-luh-luh-love
Love
You on that faded
You on that faded love, love
Luh-luh-luh-luh-love
Love
You on that faded
You on that faded love, love
Luh-luh-luh-luh-love
You on that faded love

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Somethin’ like propane, uh, too much smoke man, hey
Yeah, I ain’t got no feelings for no hoe man, yeah
Call me snowman, I froze both chains, yeah, aye
Matchin’ bling-bling for the whole gang
Workin’ like a, GOAT, grindin’, I need, hope
Yeah, shine when I get, up, one hand on my, uh
I’m gon’ hold it down yeah, for whoever want smoke yeah
One hand on my Glock yeah, they know how it go

[Verse 1: YFN Lucci]
Uh, one hand on my (on my), man I pray he don’t (pray he don’t)
If he play he gon’ (play he gon’), he may not make it no
Uh naw, don’t make me make that call, we ball, no basketball
We all international, we flyer than an asteroid
No, I don’t like racks at all, that there get you wacked my dawg
Shootin’ up a nigga family house, that there get my mans involved
Make me get at your mans and all, nah we ain’t got to pay it off
That sawed-off will knock ya head off, in the coupe with the head off
Been through one of the opps block, seat low, I got the chop cocked
Cut up one of their cars, got it lookin’ like it been to the chop shop
Hell nah we will not stop, every night I prayed about a drop (every night I prayed)
If you lookin’ for some smoke we

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Somethin’ like propane, uh, too much smoke man, hey
Yeah, I ain’t got no feelings for no hoe man yeah
Call me snowman, I froze both chains yeah aye
Matchin’ bling-bling for the whole gang
Workin’ like a, GOAT, grindin’, I need, hope
Yeah, shine when I get, up, one hand on my, uh
I’m gon’ hold it down yeah, for whoever want smoke yeah
One hand on my Glock yeah, they know how it go

[Verse 2: YFN Kay]
Money power respect, one hand grippin’ my TEC
Whole lotta water drippin’ from my neck, that’s VVS
Whole lotta lean drippin’ from my cup, that’s CVS
Whole lotta pounds drop on the first, that’s UPS
These niggas want to be famous, leave a fuck nigga plankin’
Brains all over the floor, now I see what you thinkin’
That’s on Nut, that’s on Nut, In my Glock I trust
I can’t wait to bust, leave a pussy nigga stuck
Put your pistols up, while I ship on two cups
Twistin’ my fingers up, whole lotta new bucks
We knock ’em down, you pick ’em up
They ain’t ’bout no action, they just talk about it
Leave the scene cloudy, lotta smoke around it

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Somethin’ like propane, uh, too much smoke man, hey
Yeah, I ain’t got no feelings for no hoe man yeah
Call me snowman, I froze both chains yeah aye
Matchin’ bling-bling for the whole gang
Workin’ like a, GOAT, grindin’, I need, hope
Yeah, shine when I get, up, one hand on my, uh
I’m gon’ hold it down yeah, for whoever want smoke yeah
One hand on my Glock yeah, they know how it go

[Verse 3: YFN Trae Pound]
Move bags like a garage truck, huh, get your order up
Used to ride the Marta bus, huh, now they charter us
Nigga you ain’t hard enough, huh, how you want war with us? huh
You ain’t startin’ with us (nigga), you ain’t part of us
Grindin, lately I’ve been grindin’
Which car to slide in? Havin’ trouble decidin’
Whole lotta diamonds in the face, can’t see what time it is
I ain’t even signed a deal, I’d probably be swipin’ still (haha)
On hand on that, huh, rubberband that, huh
Probably too much, huh, rockin’ too much, huh
One call get you touched, DJ Screw in my cup (yeah)
We was down now we up, whole gang done blew up

[Chorus: YFN Lucci]
Somethin’ like propane, uh, too much smoke man, hey
Yeah, I ain’t got no feelings for no hoe man yeah
Call me snowman, I froze both chains yeah aye
Matchin’ bling-bling for the whole gang
Workin’ like a, GOAT, grindin’, I need, hope
Yeah, shine when I get, up, one hand on my, uh
I’m gon’ hold it down yeah, for whoever want smoke yeah
One hand on my Glock yeah, they know how it go

[Verse 1: Chris Brown]
All that bullshit’s for the birds, you ain’t nothing but a vulture
Always hopin’ for the worst, waiting for me to fuck up
You’ll regret the day when I find another girl, yeah
Who knows just what I need, she knows just what I mean when I tell her keep it drama free
Chu-chuckin’ up them deuces
Told you that I’m leaving, deuces, woah
I know you’re mad, but so what? I wish you best of luck
And now I’m finna throw them deuces up

[Hook: Chris Brown]
I’m on some new shit
I’m chuckin’ my deuces up to her
I’m moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryna make it work
You made me wanna say bye bye
Say bye bye, say bye bye to her
You made me wanna say bye bye
Say bye bye, say bye bye to her

[Verse 2: T.I.]
Your wrist and fingers glisten: ice cold like Michigan
Look at what we livin’ in, here we go with this again
I just keep on talkin’, but I guess that you ain’t listenin’
Rather run around with them nothin’-ass bitches then
Go on, got me hot, smokin’ like a chimney
We used to be best friends
Now it seems we finna be enemies
Deep inside it’s killin’ me, but soon its gon’ be killin’ you
To see her in that two-seater
Now that’s gon’ hurt your feelings, boo
Ah ha, didn’t you think you would be over me by now?
So you go sleepin’ with them clowns, they are no relief
She spoke her piece, I know, capisce
So love must be let go, released, into the wind
Again, again, and deuces I must throw ya, peace

[Hook: Chris Brown]
I’m on some new shit
I’m chuckin’ my deuces up to her
I’m moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryna make it work
You made me wanna say bye bye
Say bye bye, say bye bye to her
You made me wanna say bye bye
Say bye bye, say bye bye to her

[Verse 3: Rick Ross]
Got a pocket full of hundreds, she the only one that’s missin’
Got a bucket full of ice, and a watch to go with it
Got a racin’ Lamborghini, have my homies scared to drive
Haters better put their head down, they know that boy be fly
All the charter planes, now I’m talkin’ ballers slang
R.O.Z.A.Y. on that wall in the Hall of Fame
I let my denim sag, red Louis belt
How can you love me, baby? First you gotta love yourself

[Hook: Chris Brown]
I’m on some new shit
I’m chuckin’ my deuces up to her
I’m moving on to something better, better, better
No more tryna make it work
You made me wanna say bye bye
Say bye bye, say bye bye to her
You made me wanna say bye bye
Say bye bye, say bye bye to her

[Intro: Ramz]
Power, power, power
You don’t got no sauce you’re sour, sour, sour
Said I got the- I got the power, power, power
You ain’t got no sauce you’re sour, sour, sour

[Hook: Ramz]
I got the- I got the power
I got the- I got the power
You ain’t got no sauce you’re sour
You ain’t got no sauce you’re sour
Said I got the- I got the power
I got the- I got the power
You ain’t got no sauce you’re sour
You ain’t got no sauce you’re sour

[Verse 1: Ramz]
Stack money high like a tower
Make bangers, do shows, get paid
Pay rent by a car and then make mum prouder
Oh yeah
If I fall for a girl that’s a cheater or liar
That’s more problems I don’t require
Used to be the kid that couldn’t inspire
Now my face is on a flyer
So pagan boys stop hating
One million now what you saying?
Just ’cause you ain’t got clout or status
And your tweets are lying and pain (oh)
Pagan boys stop hating
One million now what you saying?
Just ’cause you ain’t got clout or status
And your tweets are lying and pain (oh)

[Hook: Ramz]
I got the- I got the power
I got the- I got the power
You ain’t got no sauce you’re sour
You ain’t got no sauce you’re sour
Said I got the- I got the power
I got the- I got the power
You ain’t got no sauce you’re sour
You ain’t got no sauce you’re sour

[Verse 2: Ramz]
Beckton ting bad and boujee
7 days in a row now she wants to do me
You know I’m ah playing game
She’s coming mine in a flash call me Kingzy (yeah)
There’s no chance she can tell me she don’t wanna go down (no)
Name way the tings I get on daily places you couldn’t get close
One day I’m teasing her
Next day I’m pleasing her
Two man on her line know way she’s leaving I’m greasing her
One day I’m teasing her
Next day I’m pleasing her
Two man on her line know way she’s leaving I’m greasing her

[Hook: Ramz]
I got the- I got the power
I got the- I got the power
You ain’t got no sauce you’re sour
You ain’t got no sauce you’re sour
Said I got the- I got the power
I got the- I got the power
You ain’t got no sauce you’re sour
You ain’t got no sauce you’re sour

[Outro: Ramz]
Said I got the- I got the power, power, power
You ain’t got no sauce you’re sour, sour, sour
Said I got the- I got the power, power, power
You ain’t got no sauce you’re sour, sour, sour (oh)

You’re never gonna make it
You’re never gone succeed
I’m living in a dream
I’m living in a dream

You’re never going to make it
You’re never gone succeed
They don’t love you
They faking
Stop living in a dream
I hear thats what they saying yeah
I hear thats what they saying yeah
They never gone support you
They just here for the fortune
We all know that you’re local
Nobody really knows you
I hear thats what they saying yeah
I hear thats what they saying yeah

Yeah I heard you from the Chi
But you ain’t really with the shits
Girl you tweaking
Bitch you wilding
In your feelings over dick
I ain’t gotta be the loudest just to prove I’ll whack a bitch
I’m observing bitch I’m watching
I could never be the target
Feeling froggy? Bitch then leap
Use to call me young Ali
Said that I’ll never amount to shit
Now they bumping Marie
Use to thump everyday
Thats how I really sustained
Turned a dream into reality
Got me feeling like yay! Yeah

They said You’re never going to make it
You’re never gone succeed
They don’t love you
They faking
Stop living in a dream
I hear thats what they saying yeah (yeah)
I hear thats what they saying yeah
They never gone support you
They just here for the fortune
(Just here for the fortune)
We all know that you’re local
Nobody really knows you
I hear thats what they saying yeah (yeah yea yeah)
I hear thats what they saying yeah (yeah yea yeah)

I ain’t coming with that none shit
Just to clear the record
I ain’t lying in my bed crying
Wishing that he loved me
I admit I caught some feelings for this nigga
Thought he was special
But he turned out like the rest of them so now its fuck em
Now its back to what matters
Prove them wrong oh once i got it
I’m about my green and cabbage
Something that was born inside me
They gone wish they never counted me out
Bet momma proud of me now
And I ain’t stopping til I’m six in the ground yeah

They said
You’re never going to make it
You’re never gone succeed
(Never gone succeed)
They don’t love you
They faking
Stop living in a dream
(Stop living in a dream)
I hear thats what they saying yeah
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)
I hear thats what they saying yeah
(Yeah)
They never gone support you
(Never gone support you)
They just here for the fortune
(Just here for the fortune)
We all know that you’re local
(All know that you local)
Nobody really knows you
(Nobody really knows you)
I hear thats what they saying yeah
(They say hey yeah)
I hear thats what they saying yeah
(Yeah)