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I can't be faded, these niggas hate it I made it I can't be faded, these niggas hate it I made it No, you can't stop me now I made a lane that's mine So just to stay in line When they was playing, I was waiting Grinding being patient Every dollar coming, I was tryna save it Trafficking work, driving while I'm praying Like I'm two exes away, lord please just let a nigga make it Niggas hating the real embrace it My life was crooked, I just used this rap shit as braces 20 on the bracelet, Rolexes with the diamond faces Keep going hard is what my momma saying Pockets stuffed with all kinda faces White whips you can never say that I'm a rascist Balmains on with the knee slightly faded, yeah White zips had a young nigga comma making All the proper dues I done paid it, got my receipt bitch You can't tell me shit 'bout no street shit I never went looking for no beef shit 40 with the 30 on the 'chilla just for defense When you see us, you see D shit Letras de cancionesHeavy ice, Dom bottles we ain't sipping on no cheap shit I'm a boss so it's nothing to me Niggas hating but they know they ain't fucking with me, nigga I can't be faded, these niggas hate it I made it I can't be faded, these niggas hate it I made it No, you can't stop me now I made a lane that's mine So just to stay in line Congratulations my pockets finally filled with faces Jewelry worth a 100 thousand, no exageration Versace laces, ceiling chandelier lights I'm headed for the top I never was afraid of heights Catching flights with my wife, we be cloud hopping For christmas me and Pay took 5 different families shopping I'm through talking 'bout that chain shit, let's change the topic I kill people other rapper just be talm 'bout it Rose gold, Rollie watches this a 4-1 Seven Mile but we connected now with 4-1 I roll up a blunt, a cookie bigger than a finger Your bitch decide to give me brain cause she a good thinker Ace of Spades drinker, toast to our accomplishment Lightning bolt diamonds, walk inside the club and shock a bitch It's obvious I'm getting money My chinchilla comfy Bad boy of my city, we doing it big my pockets puffy I can't be faded, these niggas hate it I made it I can't be faded, these niggas hate it I made it No, you can't stop me now I made a lane that's mine So just to stay in line From Letras Mania