Sal Houdini
Faithful
Intro:
I'm just tryna get my fucking paper up
Yeah, I was way too motherfucking faithful yeah

Verse 1:
All my life I felt so fucking lonely
Now these bitches wanna get to know me
Now these n***as wanna become homies
You just know my name, don't know my story
I don't want no I want ferraris
Tell that Kuwaiti that I ain't sorry
She done broke a n***a said she sorry
Tell her keep the patek I don't want it
And if I go fuck a couple of bitches
And if I break a couple hearts in the mission
Don't need no break she can keep the intermission
I triple platinum on a song you couldn't miss it
My heart's broken now I'm hella angry
Cuz they thought me and Donna would be married
She's the only one who can relax me
Only one to change me don't you ask me

Chorus:
I'm just trying to get my fucking paper up
Now I'm fucking switchin' up the tables yeah
I was way too motherfucking faithful yeah
We didn't even have a fucking label yeah (yeah)
Way too fucking faithful yeah
Girl your medicine was really tasteful yeah
I was way too motherfucking faithful yeah
Now I'm tryna get my fucking paper up

Verse 2:
I don't have a reason to be faithful anymore now
I'm just trying to fuck a bunch of bitches on the road now
Joe just popped a pill and he's trippin' off of acid
I don't ever smoke but where's the blunt somebody pass it
Someone overdosed we gotta get rid of the package
Evidence will come around n***as stackin't right back in
He just did a sentence put a n***a in his casket
Bodies over bodies like the mafia is my backing
All praise to the most high
No off days like a robot
I can't be around cuz it's so hot
All my n***as running up on your block
Take whatever as long as you won't ?
Popstar moves like I'm so pop
Can't get in the club without a ?
Just give me ? at the dope shop

Chorus:
I'm just trying to get my fucking paper up
Now I'm fucking switchin' up the tables yeah
I was way too motherfucking faithful yeah
We didn't even have a fucking label yeah (yeah)
Way too fucking faithful yeah
Girl your medicine was really tasteful yeah
I was way too motherfucking faithful yeah
Now I'm tryna get my fuckin' paper up

Bridge:
I hope that you get hurt
I'm not wishing well for you
I'm raising hell for you
Heaven's not a place for you
You kill everything you touch
You don't deserve anyone
You don't deserve any love, any love

Chorus:
I'm just trying to get my fucking paper up
Now I'm fucking switchin' up the tables yeah
I was way too motherfucking faithful yeah
We didn't even have a fucking label yeah (yeah)
Way too fucking faithful yeah
Girl your medicine was really tasteful yeah
I was way too motherfucking' faithful yeah
Now I'm tryna get my fucking paper up