Steady breakin' hearts, what you gon' do? My shit is good, trust me, it's hella sweet Now’s the time to ease your stress, whatever makes you feel best Bad lil' baby, what's crackin'?

Texting my bitch? Get early access to our brand new Beta app for iOS here! How we gon beat the game, never play for me Not stayin' long, just passin' through

Stop fronting, i’m your n***** Say you want change but you never change for me And don’t let this shit fade away all up in the past (or grass) like Tryna test these hoes like grade school (Test) It's Trap Bunnie Bubbles I just want take you to Cayman

I'm not claimin' shit, you was not my boo (My boo)

I said, don't be mad, I'on want you When we get alone we get to cuttin Your eyes they cut right to the edge Got a nasty lil' ho but she classy (Classy) Could this be bipolar

Pedal to the medal, I'm gassin' (Vroom) Didn’t want to know what happened then [Verse 3]

I’m faded

Pimpin' these hoes, that shit is a craft

And I’ll come off as a loner

Your thoughts they always linger and i think i’m on the verge

Get the bag then we missed the past It’s jaded (What's crackin'?) Let’s see who can tap out quicker High and stoned

I'm faded Got the Playboy tat and I'm on, too (On too) I wanna live in a mansion (Big house) It was produced on computers, phones, and old guitars; and on Ableton, Protools, and Voice Memos.

Yeah we both unfold Tryna test these hoes like grade school (Tryna test) Ha, see you next time [Chorus: Lila Drew] (Spain what you doin'?) Show you one, tell you one, take all this love and stop playing It’s stupid babe why would you do this, you promised me more

I’m faded I think you feel it too, too When we face to face we get all off topics If you wanna pop one tonight, that’s okay with me We ain’t even high yet

We used to be friends

Faded Lyrics: Extasy, Sour D / That’s just how pleasure feels / Pillow soft, don't doze off / We ain’t even high yet / It’s already so intense / I know when you kiss my lips / Yeah we both Steady breakin' hearts, it ain't nothin' new I was never stayin', just get a clue (Get a clue)

Of my boredom and order, obsessive disorders I’m faded and gone

Don't be mad, I'on want you (Unreleased). Bye, haha, haha

[Verse 2] [Chorus] We used to be friends

R.I.P to you bitchеs, wanna be me Got the Playboy tat and I'm on, too (On too)


[Pre-Chorus] Bob Dylan’s handwritten lyrics on sale for £1.75m.

I know when you kiss my lips I’d like to think of it as a letter to myself, a snapshot of this particular moment in time which seems like such a paralyzing one for young people.

Extasy, Sour D Eat my pussy out, 'til I'm spazzin' (Shake it)

[Intro] Know it's a bop as soon as I hit the beat I said, don't be mad, I'on want you Whisper something, tempt you crazy, pull your hair

[Verse 2] Of breaking down

That I’m wrong I said, things won't work with a girl like you (Like you) It’s jaded Play the game or the game plays you It’s jaded There’s a Frank Ocean quote that I’ve kept in mind throughout this process: ‘We know the story; we’re just seeing it in flashes overlaid’… As cheesy as it sounds, here is some music that I think has captured my coming-of-age, a kind of musical diary.”, ​faded / 2am (extended version) by Lila Drew (Ft. GoldLink). Life lil' baby, nah, it ain't cruel It feels better when we’re like this But I hate to pretend Right, a good girl with a real bad body When we’re like this…. [Outro] I'm lowkey faded, hahaha

It’s the part where you take charge and make me moan Lighter Lyrics: Aye Rvssian / Shenseea / Tarrus Riley / Baby, when the bright lights start to fade, fire up yuh lighter / Float on with the waves / You make me feel li-li-lighter / You make me

I’m faded

Got the Playboy tat and I'm on, too (On too)

Suck on my dick and kiss on my pretty feet (Kiss) [Verse 2: GoldLink] I’m faded it’s jaded

If I’m getting colder

Love it when shorty be shakin' that ass (Yeah, yeah) [Verse 1: Lila Drew] Can we both unfold Didn’t want to stay past 2am

Don't be mad, I'on want you (Don't want you) Hey, reporting live (Live) I ain't mean to hurt you, but it's what I do (My bad)

Takes this to another level Stoned and high And trying to fight but these feelings won’t hide anymore No, you not friends, you all arе my enemies

And she naked in the club, yeah, she flashin' (Titties) So if you wanna roll one tonight, that’s okay with me [Chorus] (Hugh Hefner) I won’t ever judge you for, things you do behind these doors When I go to the bank, I need it real fast That I’m wrong

Steady break your heart, what you gon' do? Things won't work with a girl like you (Like you) But I’m done Don't be mad, I'on want you

But you just keep playing It’s depression, transgressions, annoying expressions (Hugh Hefner) / Pedal to It was so innocent We used to be friends Big boy was a drug dealer Faded Love Lyrics: As I look at the letters that you wrote to me / It's you that I am thinking of / As I read the lines that to me were so sweet / I remember our faded love / I miss you darling more [Chorus]

faded/2am Lyrics: I’m scared of the silence how it flutters through my room / It just feels violent / I think you feel it too, too / Pulling on my fingers while you stutter through your words / Your

[Verse 1]

Love Karaoke ? Got you kissin' on my neck and my thighs, too (Uh) I won’t ever judge you for, things you do behind these doors I’m faded and gone Playboy bunny, what's happenin?' Don’t know what that’s about And you cannot change what you never had

Didn’t want to go through that again I’m faded and gone I don't really know what's going on anymore, Villains

Diamonds on my neck and they dancin' (Ah)

Things won't work with a girl like you (Like you) It's jaded, In an email to Highsnobiety, Drew stated “Somehow, this music escaped my bedroom. Steady breakin' hearts, what you gon' do? Pillow soft, don't doze off Don't know me yet but you want to Big boy making drug figures

I won’t always be sober Pulling on my fingers while you stutter through your words

When we’re like this… Didn’t want to stay past 3am But you just need trust, you just need someone to love Got you kissin' on my neck and my thighs, too (Uh)

Got you kissin' on my neck and my thighs, too (Uh) Big crippin' bae, rockin' all that blue

Jump, jump let’s have a party Innocent now I'm gone Things won't work with a girl like you (What?)

Now’s the time to ease your stress, whatever makes you feel best I know when you kiss my lips

So if you wanna roll one tonight, that’s okay with me It’s already so intense It’s jaded Handwritten lyrics to three songs by internationally renowned songwriter Bob Dylan have been put on sale in an auction organised by Moments in Time.

I said, don't be mad, I'on want you



Don't know me yet but you want to Things won't work with a girl like you (Like me)

It feels better when we’re like this Sapphire and faded jeans, I hope you get your dreams Just go ahead, let your hair down You're gonna find yourself somewhere, somehow Blue as the sky, sunburnt and lonely Sipping tea in a bar by the roadside (Just relax, just relax) Don't you let those other boys fool you Got to love that afro hair do Maybe sometimes we feel afraid, but it's alright

Tryna test these hoes like grade school (Tryna test) I’m faded

I put you on blast

You are my trick, my pussy might be the treat (Treat) Take this to another level I’m scared of the silence how it flutters through my room We used to be friends But I hate to pretend I’m tired of the shit you said That’s sad that we’ve passed the touching It’s jaded

When you go down, I want you to kill it like you kill your liquor But I’m done

Do not write a check that you cannot cash Trap Bunnie Bubbles

Talkin' all shit, tryna make fun of me
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[Verse 1]

If you wanna pop one tonight, that’s okay with me It just feels violent Push up on it, feel up on ya, i don’t care [Pre-Chorus]

You don’t need all of this stuff

I go to the club just to throw racks

I’m faded and gone / Hey, reporting live (Live) / It's Trap Bunnie Bubbles / I wanna live in a mansion (Big house) / Playboy bunny, what's happenin?' Don't know me yet but you want to

[Chorus] [Chorus] It’s already so intense Don't bring up my ex, that bitch is the past

Playin' my shit, well, now you look up to me [Chorus] Hugh Hefner Lyrics: (Spain what you doin'?)

I seen what your game is, I think I might pass (Pass)

[Verse 3: Lila Drew] That’s just how pleasure feels

I’m faded

No, no, no, babygirl yeah tell me something It was so innocent