GiftedToquel

All these bitches hate you
This is something I know
Because you really love to give it up
There ain't nothing wrong with groupie love
You're the only one I notice
It's really hard for me to focus, yeah
Cuz my body so numb
All I do is kill pain
All I do is smoke loud
Put you niggas to shame
I be rolling all day, mix it in the champagne
And these bottles all free, not a single drink paid
Because they want me, they want me in their club
But if you got the numbers I'll be glad to show you love
Cuz baby, I'm an XO nigga coming up
Every time they play my song I'mma fill another cup
Cuz I'm down for whatever I can always keep it up
All I need is some liquor just to keep a nigga up

[Hook x2]

I'm gifted when I'm faded
I'm faded all the time
Because I know that's when they love me
They love me when I'm high
When they love me
I get money, I get money, I get money
When they love me
I get money, I get money, I get money

[Verse 2 - Toquel]

I be gifted, when i'm kickin it tho
Gettin high, while im sipping alone
If i ain't there, i be drinking at home
Faded (drank) thats my cologne

It's hard to explain, when your mind ain't blown
If you are callin, i won't pick up tha phone
Im faded, im right, im wrong
All i know is im afraid, that im grown

Bitch, i'm gone now, gone forever
Getting money, but begging? never
Coke money, dope money
I smoke money, done whatever

And i don't really got no time for that
I don't really got defined for that
I'm paid, you now i got grime for that
All that matters, my balls, and tha rhymes i got

Im gifted, when im faded
It's hard to believe that i made it
That ain't me, thats who i created
This monster has to be celebrated

Fuck all these days i waisted
There were doors, i lost the keys
Down on my knees, done turned my fucking life
A hundred an eighty degrees, and imma be

[Hook x2]
Gifted when I'm faded
I'm faded all the time
Because I know that's when they love me
They love me when I'm high
When they love me
I get money, I get money, I get money
When they love me
I get money, I get money, I get money

[Verse 3 - French Montana]
Tony Montana on his last batch
This that Wayne Gretzky on his last scratch
This that Derek Jeter on his last catch
This that Whitney Houston on her last track
This that Tiger Woods on his last swing
This that Jimi Hendrix on his last string
This that Larry Davis on his last bang
You can call me Hugh Hefner on his last fling


[Hook x2]
I'm gifted when I'm faded
I'm faded all the time
Because I know that's when they love me
They love me when I'm high
When they love me
I get money, I get money, I get money
When they love me
I get money, I get money, I get money