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Rick Ross

"Fascinated"

[Intro]
Such a cloudy day, uh
Help  me‚ Lord
Yeah 
Oh‚ Lord
Oh‚ Lord
Hold  ya head, n*gga
Hold  ya head, n*gga
Lord‚ Lord
Oh,  Lord
What's a hundred grand to a young n*gga?
My dog doin' twenty as a young n*gga
I'm prayin' for his son, he's a young n*gga
Strapped  with my gun as a young n*gga

[Verse 1]
Hundred round‚ n*gga, hangin' out a Chevrolet (Huh)
Just a young n*gga tryna see my f*ckin' pay (Ahh)
My daddy caught a bus, never lookin' back
Got me standin' in the rain, first fifty pack (Woo)
It's never been the same, now I'm gettin' stacks
Tattooed names on a n*gga back (Black)
Rest in peace, n*gga, to my lil' n*ggas ('Nut)
Rest in peace, dyin' as a lil' n*gga (P-Nut)
Buried like a soldier, he's a true n*gga (P-Nut)
Throw the flag on his casket, he's a true n*gga (P-Nut)
You pus*y n*ggas talkin' like you knew n*ggas
Young n*ggas, y'all some new n*ggas

[Chorus]
Candy paint fascinate a young n*gga (Huh)
Gold watches fascinate a young n*gga (Huh)
Fine b*tches fascinate a young n*gga (Yeah)
They just wanna assassinate a young n*gga (Woo)

[Verse 2]
They wanna give you five (Five), wanna give you ten (Ten)
Fifteen (Fifteen), send you back again (Damn)
Gave my dog life, said he was a killa (Killa)
Conspiracy for me 'cause I run with dealers (Whoa)
Gave a n*gga thirty, he converted Muslim (Inshallah)
Top down, n*gga, got them b*tches lookin' (Inshallah)
Real n*gga, Gs on my belt buckle (Huh)
Huggin' on my mama 'cause n*ggas don't love ya (I love ya)
Cold pistol, n*gga, cold bullets (I love ya)
Shout out to my dog, he gon' pull it
I put that on my soul, that's on everythang
I put that on my soul, that's on everythang (Maybach Music)

[Chorus]
Candy paint fascinate a young n*gga (Huh)
TV fascinate a young n*gga (Huh)
Yella hoes fascinate a young n*gga
Hey, hey

[Verse 3]
I be cryin' in my car, n*gga
Nightmares of dyin' in my car, n*gga (I ain't lyin')
I just wanna stack my meatloaf
I just wanna keep my heat close (I got it)
I heard a n*gga killed his self
I heard a n*gga killed his self
I'ma ride 'til it's all gone
Uh, I'ma ride 'til it's all gone
Rest in peace to the trill
Rest in peace to the real
Straight from me, n*gga will
And believe me, a n*gga will

[Interlude]
Oh
Maybach Music
Oh
Whoa
I know you goin' through some thangs, n*gga
I got chills goin' up my arm
My n*gga gone

[Verse 4]
pus*y n*gga, I'm independent
pus*y n*gga, I want every pendant
Keep your business, keep your phones, n*gga
I'm tryna do my own, n*gga
Keep them pus*y-boys from 'round me, n*gga (Oh Lord)
Keep all pus*y-boys from 'round me, n*gga (Please, Jesus)
Keep all pus*y-boys from 'round me, n*gga (Please, Jesus)
I'm scared, these pus*y-boys surroundin', n*gga
I'm so real, I'm so real
I'm so real, I'm so real
I feel alone, n*gga, all alone (I'm so alone)
I feel alone, n*gga, all alone

[Chorus]
Candy paint fascinate a young n*gga (Young n*gga)
Gold watches fascinate a young n*gga (I got 'em all)
Fine b*tches fascinate a young n*gga (I want 'em all)
They just wanna assassinate a young n*gga

[Post-Chorus]
What's a hundred grand to a young n*gga?
My dog doin' twenty as a young n*gga
I'm prayin' for his son, he's a young n*gga
Strapped with my gun as a young n*gga

[Chorus]
Candy paint fascinate a young n*gga
Gold watches fascinate a young n*gga
Fine b*tches fascinate a young n*gga
They just wanna assassinate a young n*gga

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