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Bad Star, lil' baby in a fast car
Party everyday and singing sad songs
Everybody tryina treat me right baby
But the devil tryina beat me in a dance-off

Bad Star, they wanna come with you
But I don't do any side-bitches, that shit make me nauseous 
And I don't even wanna have to choose
I just can't make up my mind, baby
I'm too undecided

20 police upon the state line
I don't know how we could escape
Imagine we're dreaming through the same mind
I don't how we're gonna wake
Got problems that I don't need to pay mind
And problems that want me at the same time
Bad baby tryina take my sweatshirt off
I'm Speed race, getting top and playing Sex Bob-omb

Oh you can tell my story
Just tell my mom I'm sorry
And I don't need nobody
Forest don't tell no stories

Freedom is a lie, lately, but it's always on my mind
They want me to die, baby, but the problem is you gotta get in line

Bad Star, lil' baby in a fast car
Party everyday and singing sad songs
Everybody tryina treat me right baby
But the devil tryina beat me in a dance-off

Bad Star, they wanna come with you
But I don't do any side-bitches, that shit make me nauseous 
And I don't even wanna have to choose
I just can't make up my mind, baby
I'm too undecided

BAD STAR

WASTELAND

ALL MINE

JACKIE BROWN

Baby B - Weak For Me

Vocals & Writer by: Brent Faiyaz
Produced by: @Paperboyfabe
Bass by: Rumeal
Violin by: Luisa Lee
Electric Guitar by: Los Hendrix
Acoustic guitar by: @Paperboyfabe
Mixed by: Jeff Jackson

Language (feat. Brent Faiyaz)

TFNSzn

"Fuck You"

Sonder - One Night Only

Trust

What You Heard

Fuck The Wolrd

Been Away

Rehab (Winter In Paris)

Fuck The World

Clouded

Composed by The Baker, Jadon Daniels & Denimadic

Lyrics:
Smoke a blunt, get high
Sever old endeavours, gotta cut some ties
These shoes don't lie
I be on a mission, I don't follow time
I don't sense your presence, yeah
Can you wonder why
Living for the thrill
Me, myself and I
You won't know what I be feeling
Own damn lane, label me a villain
I don't ask for much, frankly I be chilling
I just need a couple million
Then I'm Gucci with the Prada
Nightly to Nirvana
Visions of the Dollar

If I hold you to promises that you told me to keep
Would it decide
But I can't decide
These feelings and problems only trouble
Shit ain't what it was
You keep wanting what you wanting
I can't ever give enough
All these problems keep on adding and these stresses
I'm smoking this stress away
Got this vibe its the best of ways
Hold my mind
Just to breathe me
Releif
I get faded smoking woods
Bitch I'm good, I'm puffing stay in the crib
I get alot
The front is a trap
While I chill in the back
I can not lack
My mission is that
Don't need to pull up with a strap
I put it at bay
No circle I'm straight
Keep all the faking away
Dream of a baddie
Calling me daddy
But she cannot have me

You won't know what I be feeling
Own damn lane, label me a villain
I don't ask for much, frankly I be chilling
I just need a couple million
Then I'm Gucci with the Prada
Nightly to Nirvana
Visions of the Dollar

Smoke a blunt, get high
Sever old endeavours, gotta cut some ties
These shoes don't lie
I be on a mission, I don't follow time
I don't sense your presence, yeah
Can you wonder why
Living for the thrill
Me, myself and I

Came up wanting benz trucks
My Problems could be answered
Give me one wish, Just one kiss
Clear Visions of the Dollar, dollar, yeah
Give me one wish, just one kiss, just one kiss
Clear Visions of the Dollar

Viral Torment. 2020.

Visions of the Dollar

Visions Of The Dollar (feat. KA$HCPT) [prod. The Baker + Jadon Daniels + Denimadic]

Dead Man Walking

DEAD MAN WALKING

Drama (@ajsounds)

BLXCKIE x BELO$ALO - rain cover

Trust

Brent Faiyaz

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