Mann - Crossfaded Lyrics
[Mann: Intro]Young and lostLiving by different lawsBaby, baby, baby…We lifting offDrifting off, getting crossFaded, faded[Verse 1: Mann]Life consist of living, dreaming and dying, no denyingSo sometimes I indulge in experimenting and tryingNew things, get high and visitAll the places that I’ve beenWithout moving, mind travelingNo time happening, tapping inNever tapping out, what you rappin’ ’bout?Problem, where the mollys? Pass ‘em out ’til we passin’ outMaxin’ out with a pretty thang, hit her with a bit of gameDid she give me brain?I forgot, last night we could of done anythingI’m livin’ so lawlessTrying to keep it all the way righteous, but a nigga aint flawlessCrack it, sprinkle it all up in her drank, the liquor dissolves itAw shit, we gettin’ it startedMy niggas some smokersHer friends alcoholics, so we all litAll the drugs mixed in our system, we feel the differenceBlurry visions, perception twisted, we went the distanceIn love we live in moments where I would’ve felt resistanceNow welcomes me in, I basically melted in it, MANN[Hook]Natural blondes droppin’ N-bombs, but I aint trippin’Puffin’ that bomb, tippin’ that dom, what I’ve been sippin’I hit this bad broad named Molly and she paid a visitThe way we live it, specific, faded, is itTwisted sip it, twisted sip itTwist it, sip it, is it time to wake up?Is it, twist it, sip it, twist it, sip itTwist it, is it time to wake up?[Verse 2: Problem]Can’t expect a man that’s this high to not show emotionsI’m quick to flash like cameramen, but never losin’ focusThe ignorance inside of… I had to learn to cope withSo I use my mind to grow my grind without ever doin’ hoe shitLike French straddlin’, dick ridin’, shit jump, no fist pumpJust stand tall, no switch-sidin’Mountaintop, my clique climbin’ – fly, we unparalleledI parasail, I’m zip-linin’, yellin’ “***** pussies with a ripped condom”When I ***** pussies, need a big condom ’cause it’s ’bout to be onAll that scared shit, stop it, girl, get ready to pop it‘Cause them thangs almost goneAnd it ain’t about knowledge, but it’s like collegeShit, I’m all in my zoneWhen I’m ballin’, old *****es beggin’ me to call ‘emEnemies just pray that we stall ‘em(What?) No Twitter, but if it’s on, we at itWhen I’m molly-poppin’, everybody droppin’My thoughts start gettin’ erraticAnd I told Mann that one yam wanted him to hit, so he bat itAnd knocked it out the park, knocked it out the parkI grabbed a glove and snagged it[Hook]
