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Faded Too Long (feat. Steel Da God) Video (MV)




Performed By: BurrLin
Length: 3:13
Written by: LINDELL BEKYE




BurrLin - Faded Too Long (feat. Steel Da God) Lyrics
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I been getting faded too long
So I'm home alone, I'm playing this song
Life been feeling jaded too long
And I'm wondering why i waited so long
F*ck!
They killed my nigga Nip tho
I used to bump Ocean Views on every single trip tho
Grew up in Southside, my cousin was a Crip tho
The Marathon Continues, your spirit will forever live bro
I'm on the phone, Robinhood, selling off my crypto
Instead fake money, I rather bet on myself
I got 5 options to gather my wealth
And when this mixtape drop, its just another notch on my belt!
Nah, you don't know my pressure
My moms feeling sick again, she's under the weather
Im 2 thousand milles away, just hoping that she feels better
The only black man at my job and they label me the aggressor
My manager ain't my ally, that motherf*cker is my oppressor
Now I'm smoking weed, taking the edge off the pressure
I'm working out, trying to get my headspace (Health Is Wealth!)
Big chip on my shoulder starting to feel like it's dead weight
Man, I just get rich and praying everyday (G.R.A.P.E.)
But I gotta be mindful
Of what I say everyday
And how I look and how I'm dressed
Because the wrong cop could take my blackness as a threat
And kill my ass with no regret
Being black in America is a constant state of distress
We curate the culture and everybody thinks that we're blessed
But we're fighting a system thats designed to keep us oppressed
And trying to climb this corporate ladder has me f*cking depressed
(F*ck this job!)
Yo, I been getting faded too long
Thats why I'm home alone, I'm playing this song
Ay yo, life been feeling jaded too long
But I cant give up, I got to stay strong
They calling me the man, I'm just doing my best
Im Handsome, I take compliments close to the vest
I rather play in playroom, then Play day rooms
On a stretch
Gotta maneuver to these bands
These hoes is getting checked
From that corner to this corner office
This 3-piece and these Cole Haan feet's is only meant for bosses
I'm up now but took a lot of losses
See we was wildin' on that block like Rasheed In our air forces
More to lose, But I'm built for it
I'm from a town, That done lost hope
Killed kids, now they starve for it
10 years in but he 30 now
Consequences Sat him down
Police shot him down
For trying to change the town
See we was given back!
We was really hood!
Black King's spreading wings
Like I know we should
In a time where police play the role of Suge
And death row be yo block in ya neighborhood
I been getting faded too long
Wondering where a nigga belong
I been feeling jaded too long
I bossed up now they respect my arm
I been getting faded too long
Thats why I'm home alone, I'm playing this song
Ay yo, life been feeling jaded too long
Im trying to get high... The f*ck am I on?
Im rolling another loud pack
Shortly looking at me like she bout that
She chopping up lines up on the counter, acting like she's not smacked
Another hood rat that fell in this mouse trap
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I been getting faded too long
So I'm home alone, I'm playing this song
Life been feeling jaded too long
And I'm wondering why i waited so long
F*ck!
They killed my nigga Nip tho
I used to bump Ocean Views on every single trip tho
Grew up in Southside, my cousin was a Crip tho
The Marathon Continues, your spirit will forever live bro
I'm on the phone, Robinhood, selling off my crypto
Instead fake money, I rather bet on myself
I got 5 options to gather my wealth
And when this mixtape drop, its just another notch on my belt!
Nah, you don't know my pressure
My moms feeling sick again, she's under the weather
Im 2 thousand milles away, just hoping that she feels better
The only black man at my job and they label me the aggressor
My manager ain't my ally, that motherf*cker is my oppressor
Now I'm smoking weed, taking the edge off the pressure
I'm working out, trying to get my headspace (Health Is Wealth!)
Big chip on my shoulder starting to feel like it's dead weight
Man, I just get rich and praying everyday (G.R.A.P.E.)
But I gotta be mindful
Of what I say everyday
And how I look and how I'm dressed
Because the wrong cop could take my blackness as a threat
And kill my ass with no regret
Being black in America is a constant state of distress
We curate the culture and everybody thinks that we're blessed
But we're fighting a system thats designed to keep us oppressed
And trying to climb this corporate ladder has me f*cking depressed
(F*ck this job!)
Yo, I been getting faded too long
Thats why I'm home alone, I'm playing this song
Ay yo, life been feeling jaded too long
But I cant give up, I got to stay strong
They calling me the man, I'm just doing my best
Im Handsome, I take compliments close to the vest
I rather play in playroom, then Play day rooms
On a stretch
Gotta maneuver to these bands
These hoes is getting checked
From that corner to this corner office
This 3-piece and these Cole Haan feet's is only meant for bosses
I'm up now but took a lot of losses
See we was wildin' on that block like Rasheed In our air forces
More to lose, But I'm built for it
I'm from a town, That done lost hope
Killed kids, now they starve for it
10 years in but he 30 now
Consequences Sat him down
Police shot him down
For trying to change the town
See we was given back!
We was really hood!
Black King's spreading wings
Like I know we should
In a time where police play the role of Suge
And death row be yo block in ya neighborhood
I been getting faded too long
Wondering where a nigga belong
I been feeling jaded too long
I bossed up now they respect my arm
I been getting faded too long
Thats why I'm home alone, I'm playing this song
Ay yo, life been feeling jaded too long
Im trying to get high... The f*ck am I on?
Im rolling another loud pack
Shortly looking at me like she bout that
She chopping up lines up on the counter, acting like she's not smacked
Another hood rat that fell in this mouse trap
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Writer: LINDELL BEKYE
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