88glam - Memories faded interlude

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Memories that I have for you are faded
Get back to you when I made it
And the road always leads back to you when I'm faded
Yeah, wish I need you now
Ooh, ooh, you
Wish I need you now

This that purple haze I got my eyes so low
Feel like I'm still with you when I fly solo (still)
One day you're know ain't make me smile no more (still)
For real, I lost one, and got five more hoes
I'm not recently single, bitches been over
Bring some, bring osme, bring some friends over
Stackin' my chips like Pringles bitches bend over
For real, we already knew the deal when my Benz drove up
Bust down chain, she ring, you know it been froze up
Try to snipe my ting but she been chose up
Dabbin' on the eyes you know why
Said when I leave you, feel the drugs, but I lied

Memories that I have for you are faded
Get back to you when I made it
And the road always leads back to you when I'm faded
Yeah, wish I need you now
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Wish I need you now
Ooh, ooh, you
Wish I need you now


Link up, link up, link up
My cup, double cup, what's up?
Link up, link up, link up
My cup, double cup, what's up?
(My cup, double cup)

Used to be home, no where to go, alone all by myself
Numbers, they be dialing
Piles, they be arriving
Now I'm covered with these diamonds
Tony Hawk, we grindin'
Barely hittin' the gym, I buy these karats for my health
Yesterday was cool, but today is something else
Yesterday was cool, but today is something real
Workin' they whole life just to feel the way I feel

Link up, link up, link up
My cup, double cup, what's up?
Link up, link up, link up
My cup, double cup, what's up?

50K large, yeah
Foreigner car
Push one to start, yeah
Just give me your heart
When I'm in Wraith, yeah
I'm seein' stars
I'm come from Mars and I don't like when when we're apart, yeah
I can barely find her,
I got hoes in line up
I came in my mind up
Searchin' 'til I find it
I've been in your DM
Ever since I signed up
Foreign car no GM
Thought I'd should remind her
Feel like Jeremy Shockey when I skate
Punchin' in numbers like Rocky, what's the rate?
Treat my Pocky, what it taste?
OG, nigga, you copy and you paste
Not tryna text with you, pick up
Tryna connect with you, sync up
Not tryna text with you, pick up
Tryna connect with you, sync up

Link up, link up, link up
My cup, double cup, what's up?
Link up, link up, link up
My cup, double cup, what's up?

Writers: Derek Bissue , Shakqueel Burthwright

Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music , Inc.

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