Faded Too Long - Meek Mill
[Intro:] See when I do joints like this I do it for the youngin' in the ghetto That... Never hear story 'cause he gonna make it to say See you know what's crazy I want to court all the day the da say she hate me How you gonna hate me when me and Lu just took twenty racks And put coast on them kids back It's 30 degrees outside [Verse] Twenty-four how could I ask for more I got my deal it's getting real I'm making cash for sure Stuntin every chance I get because I had it poor But every time I go to sleep I hear the devil at my door And I'm on them papers so them courts I'm going back and forth Dealing with probation man they all said I'll be back for sure Mommies turn to zombies from that raw because it's crack the law You wonder why them babies running crazy steady clapping off Getting life before they get pussy Cuz ain't nobody love 'em so they lives get tooken Locked in cages have 'em fighting over cookies And lunch trays, just happy them days ain't never kill me Yea I remember, it was a hot December N-ggas dieing top of winter cuz them kids need them toys But Santa Claus don't see the boys or see them girls around here There's jack boys downstairs No man with the big bag just man with the big gat Tryna take his shit back cuz he feel the world owe him And his daughter want a Barbie bike for Christmas He gon show her That the love is there, no mother there Just her and little brother there We wash our pain with Belvedere And use the drugs they brung us here We get high to get by, hot dogs no ribies Where tears drip from red eyes Where ends don't meet the deadlines The D. A. Said she hate me but I don't understand When I just rocked a show in front of fifty thousand fans I think that bitch racist she probably in The Klan She take her pain out on me but she probably need a man I took my mom from public housing, put her in the sticks We came a long way from welfare and getting W. I. C That shit just made me hungry and now we getting rich And all these n-ggas getting sick I know they wanna get me hit cuz I'm ballin Yea, cuz I'm ballin [Outro:] And bitch say she hate me I f-ck with... Last night we just came out giving three hundred pay She was just at the schools to the girls and the boys basketball teams Why you hate me, you hate me 'cause I'm doing and I'm supposed to And I'm making more money than you But bitch you can hate me for that Let's get it
Artist: Meek Mill
Title: Faded Too Long