Fascinated

Lyrics

Such a cloudy day, uh
 Help me' Lord
 Yeah
 Oh, Lord
 ♪
 Oh, Lord
 Hold ya head, nigga
 Hold ya head, nigga
 Lord, Lord
 Oh, Lord
 What's a hundred grand to a young nigga?
 My dog doin' twenty as a young nigga
 I'm prayin' for his son, he's a young nigga
 Strapped with my gun as a young nigga
 Hundred round' nigga, hangin' out a Chevrolet (Huh)
 Just a young nigga tryna see my fuckin' pay (Ahh)
 My daddy caught a bus, never lookin' back
 Got me standin' in the rain, first fifty pack (Woo)
 It's never been the same, now I'm gettin' stacks
 Tattooed names on a nigga back (Black)
 Rest in peace, nigga, to my lil' niggas ('Nut)
 Rest in peace, dyin' as a lil' nigga (P-Nut)
 Buried like a soldier, he's a true nigga (P-Nut)
 Throw the flag on his casket, he's a true nigga (P-Nut)
 You pussy niggas talkin' like you knew niggas
 Young niggas, y'all some new niggas
 Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
 Gold watches fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
 Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga (Yeah)
 They just wanna assassinate a young nigga (Woo)
 They wanna give you five (Five), wanna give you ten (Ten)
 Fifteen (Fifteen), send you back again (Damn)
 Gave my dog life, said he was a killa (Killa)
 Conspiracy for me 'cause I run with dealers (Whoa)
 Gave a nigga thirty, he converted Muslim (Inshallah)
 Top down, nigga, got them bitches lookin' (Inshallah)
 Real nigga, Gs on my belt buckle (Huh)
 Huggin' on my mama 'cause niggas don't love ya (I love ya)
 Cold pistol, nigga, cold bullets (I love ya)
 Shout out to my dog, he gon' pull it
 I put that on my soul, that's on everythang
 I put that on my soul, that's on everythang (Maybach Music)
 Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
 TV fascinate a young nigga (Huh)
 Yella hoes fascinate a young nigga
 Hey, hey
 I be cryin' in my car, nigga
 Nightmares of dyin' in my car, nigga (I ain't lyin')
 I just wanna stack my meatloaf
 I just wanna keep my heat close (I got it)
 I heard a nigga killed his self
 I heard a nigga killed his self
 I'ma ride 'til it's all gone
 Uh, I'ma ride 'til it's all gone
 Rest in peace to the trill
 Rest in peace to the real
 Straight from me, nigga will
 And believe me, a nigga will
 Oh
 Maybach Music
 Oh
 Whoa
 I know you goin' through some thangs, nigga
 I got chills goin' up my arm
 ♪
 My nigga gone
 Pussy nigga, I'm independent
 Pussy nigga, I want every pendant
 Keep your business, keep your phones, nigga
 I'm tryna do my own, nigga
 Keep them pussy-boys from 'round me, nigga (Oh Lord)
 Keep all pussy-boys from 'round me, nigga (Please, Jesus)
 Keep all pussy-boys from 'round me, nigga (Please, Jesus)
 I'm scared, these pussy-boys surroundin', nigga
 I'm so real, I'm so real
 I'm so real, I'm so real
 I feel alone, nigga, all alone (I'm so alone)
 I feel alone, nigga, all alone
 Candy paint fascinate a young nigga (Young nigga)
 Gold watches fascinate a young nigga (I got 'em all)
 Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga (I want 'em all)
 They just wanna assassinate a young nigga
 What's a hundred grand to a young nigga?
 My dog doin' twenty as a young nigga
 I'm prayin' for his son, he's a young nigga
 Strapped with my gun as a young nigga
 Candy paint fascinate a young nigga
 Gold watches fascinate a young nigga
 Fine bitches fascinate a young nigga
 They just wanna assassinate a young nigga
 

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Duration
05:25
Key
11
Tempo
142 BPM

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