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JADED (Sped Up) [Clean Version] Fordo
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[Intro]
(Damn, Fordo goin' crazy)
[Chorus]
'Cause, baby, baby, can't you tell that it's fadin'?
I feel like my heart's rather jaded
Wasted, kissin' on the couch in the basement
Too many times, too many tribulations
Baby, baby, can't you tell that it's fadin'?
I feel like my heart's rather jaded
Wasted, kissin' on the couch in the basement
Too many times, too many tribulations
[Verse 1]
Lately, I feel like I'm swimmin' through the river of all the fakeness
I'm drippin' water, not from your **** but from the payments
I drip like it's Aquafina, leavin' **** hydrated
They built me like Caesar way I'm dressin' up entertainment
Then there was a model, she was off the meter
Pulled up for the three and took the shot and hit the buzzer-beater
Duckin' from the ex **** like Ali, had to bob and weave her
Realized I was better off without a little bottom feeder
[Pre-Chorus]
Now I'm on my back and I've realized that
That you never really cared enough
I was blind, in fact, from the day we first met
To the feelings we mistake for love
(Damn, Fordo goin' crazy)
[Chorus]
'Cause, baby, baby, can't you tell that it's fadin'?
I feel like my heart's rather jaded
Wasted, kissin' on the couch in the basement
Too many times, too many tribulations
Baby, baby, can't you tell that it's fadin'?
I feel like my heart's rather jaded
Wasted, kissin' on the couch in the basement
Too many times, too many tribulations
[Verse 1]
Lately, I feel like I'm swimmin' through the river of all the fakeness
I'm drippin' water, not from your **** but from the payments
I drip like it's Aquafina, leavin' **** hydrated
They built me like Caesar way I'm dressin' up entertainment
Then there was a model, she was off the meter
Pulled up for the three and took the shot and hit the buzzer-beater
Duckin' from the ex **** like Ali, had to bob and weave her
Realized I was better off without a little bottom feeder
[Pre-Chorus]
Now I'm on my back and I've realized that
That you never really cared enough
I was blind, in fact, from the day we first met
To the feelings we mistake for love
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