It Fades BONES (Ft. BONES)
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[Verse 1]
I'm wrapping gifts like Christmas Eve
I'm choking off the Christmas tree
Back roads too hard to drive but she ain't
Pack the next, windows rolled I can't see her face
I was flying in my zone, went off
High enough to get on whore's behind me toe
Felt good all day, you can bet the bank
I woke up at nine but wrote my song at eight
Hyped up running just to talk to LA
From the top I could, see my place
Knowing it was me felt a little too real
Wondering if I only got, one more year
[Chorus]
It fades, it fades, it fades, it fades
And I swear to God I'm the highest I ever been
But, it fades, it fades
[Verse 2]
With my mind in the, clouds
I'm, peeking backstage tryna see if she, in the, crowd
Tryna play it cool I ain't texted all day
So she don't come and smile, fa, anyway
Pour a drink, into my pockets
Close my Mac and go straight to the faucet
Water in my hands, throw some on my face
Sipping on something that used to be grapes
Rolling up something that came from a female
Pass to my left when I can't see real well
People get loud, hear my name on the mic
And my boy takes the stage, set the mood for the night
Still smoking, still drinking, still trying not to do my thinking
I'm wrapping gifts like Christmas Eve
I'm choking off the Christmas tree
Back roads too hard to drive but she ain't
Pack the next, windows rolled I can't see her face
I was flying in my zone, went off
High enough to get on whore's behind me toe
Felt good all day, you can bet the bank
I woke up at nine but wrote my song at eight
Hyped up running just to talk to LA
From the top I could, see my place
Knowing it was me felt a little too real
Wondering if I only got, one more year
[Chorus]
It fades, it fades, it fades, it fades
And I swear to God I'm the highest I ever been
But, it fades, it fades
[Verse 2]
With my mind in the, clouds
I'm, peeking backstage tryna see if she, in the, crowd
Tryna play it cool I ain't texted all day
So she don't come and smile, fa, anyway
Pour a drink, into my pockets
Close my Mac and go straight to the faucet
Water in my hands, throw some on my face
Sipping on something that used to be grapes
Rolling up something that came from a female
Pass to my left when I can't see real well
People get loud, hear my name on the mic
And my boy takes the stage, set the mood for the night
Still smoking, still drinking, still trying not to do my thinking
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