Faded-2

If you didn't f*ck with me when I was faded Don't hit me up when I make it out of poverty Fakes come when you hit the lottery Fakes come when you hit the lottery Fakes come when you hit the lottery Fakes come when you hit the lottery It's The first of the month December No one hits my phone unless I txt first It's the first of the month winter No one hits me up That deserves to see me great So stay away when I become like the wall in China I want all the haters to stay away If you didn't f*ck with me when I was faded Don't hit me up when I make it out of poverty Fakes come when you hit the lottery Fakes come when you hit the lottery Fakes come when you hit the lottery Fakes come when you hit the lottery