| I just wanna get faded |
| Break some sh*t, then replace it |
| Heard my song in your playlist |
| Hope you think of me |
| When you play this (x2) |
| I just wanna get (I just wanna get) |
| I just wanna get High |
| Got a few J’s stacked in my ride |
| And I got a bulletproof on my pride |
| Why, yes, I |
| Heard my song on your playlist |
| My n****s laughed |
| But ain’t say sh*t |
| Just sent the pics |
| And I hate it when you play it, uh |
| Don’t say sh*t |
| I’m not with the games |
| I’m not Raiden |
| I won’t for you, I lost patience |
| Over my head is where the rain is, uh |
| I’ve been stumbling off of this map |
| Tryna find the quickest way back |
| And I don’t know that |
| But I know that |
| Everything is all black |
| I just wanna get |
| I just wanna get |
| I just wanna get faded |
| Break some sh*t, then replace it |
| Heard my song in your playlist |
| Hope you |
| I just wanna get faded |
| Break some sh*t, then replace it |
| Heard my song in your playlist |
| Hope you think of me |
| When you play this |
| I just wanna get faded |
| Break some sh*t, then replace it |
| Heard my song in your playlist |
| Hope you think of me |
| When you play this |
| F**k it, baby |
| Maybe even KeiKei gon get faded |
| Pour me |
| Smoke me up |
| Don’t say it |
| Know what |
| Don’t care bout the neighbors |
| On my bucket, baby |
| The list goes on and on |
| And I just |
| Don’t wanna do you wrong |
| And I can’t |
| Play one more sad song |
| Before I go to sleep |
| Wondering if anybody notice me |
| Going out of town |
| Do they know it’s Kei |
| Or keep their mouth shut |
| Wanna pose with me |
| This sh*t comes when I least expect it |
| Sent that text |
| At least you read it |
| Opened the link up |
| Hoping to link up |
| What do you think of |
| When you play my song |
| I just wanna get faded |
| Break some sh*t, then replace it |
| Heard my song in your playlist |
| Hope you think of me |
| When you play this |
| High as f**k in my room |
| Break it down to the blues |
| See it all in different hues |
| Pablo Picasso |
| I finished the whole bottle |
| Dancing in the nude |
| Got my voice in the stereo |
| Hope you think of me |
| With the marigolds |
| Gettin' sick of me |
| But you bumpin' olds |
| Wrote this with some passion |
| Not lookin' for the cash in |
| Not lookin' for some fashion |
| Not lookin' to be past tense |
| This sh*t really maddening |
| We here |
| On Sunday’s and Mondays |
| Or when |
| You speed on the freeway |
| Turn up |
| At the venues that we play |
| Or days |
| That you feelin' like D-Day |
| All you |
| Gotta do is press replay |
| I look |
| In the mirror and hate it |
| I’m feelin' frustrated |
| You can’t even tell |
| Because of this fake smile |
| Rip out my hair |
| Cause I’m feelin' hostile |
| All of this cause of a |
| F**kin freestyle |
| I just wanna get faded |
| Break some sh*t, then replace it |
| Heard my song in your playlist |
| Hope you think of me |
| When you play this (x2) |