Fade Away||Until Tomorrow lyrics

by

Pete Rock


[Intro/Hook]
It don't matter it ain't cool
f*ck your relevance I'm chill
Pass that pot and they gonna skill
That's why n*ggas never kill
Only chasing stacking bills
Say you gotta fade away
We don't live in yesterday

[Verse 1: Kuro Silence]
They put the lime to the coconut
And let the sour talk put the sugar
On the table and go let the straw
Flow put the ranchers in that
Sprite and you're leaning till tomorrow

Popping pills that they had
Borrowed in self medication's burrow
If you see it you gonna follow
Ayahuasca got you hollow
In your head you're feeling clear
If that actavis is near
Active stress in either ear
So you close them out of fear

sh*t the 90s had us fooled
Now the babies ducking ghouls
Could be industry or goons

[Bridge]
And it don't matter it ain't cool
f*ck your relevance I'm chill
Pass that pot and we gonna skill
Yeah

[Verse 2]
We ADHD crazy
We indulge until we're lazy
Never stable if we're sober
Never seen a four leaf clover
So we're ducking evil eyes
They say we ain't civilized
But
They had caused these problems
Then they turn say we the problem
Guess that's what they meant in goblin
In that earl vid where they're gobbling hella candy that serves ills
Now we're tripping off of pill
Lacking sleep so we can feel
Like this sh*t is barely real
So we gonna f*ck these b*tches
We gonna take these pictures
We gonna fill that pitcher
We don't give a f*ck

[Bridge]
It don't matter it ain't cool
f*ck your relevance I'm chill
Pass that pot and they gonna skill
That's why n*ggas never kill
Now

[Hook]
It don't matter it ain't cool
f*ck your relevance I'm chill
Pass that pot and we gone skill
That's why these n*ggas never kill
Only chasing stacking bills
Say you gotta fade away
We don't live in yesterday
Bro you gotta (x1)
(x2)

[Verse 3]
Yo pass the Henne or that ab
We gonna sip until we lag
Nah don't know about them jets
But I'm flying off this sh*t
HOC everywhere
Uber over cab fare
Dip out to the littest parties
Then I'm scoping out them barbies
Then I'm roaming in her caves
Talking resting in her nest
That's a shout to D-real
Coast crew at it's best
Then it's back to modern life
Calling Rocko (Rocky) cause in mine
sh*t is always on chaotic
Got me feeling so robotic

[Bridge]
It don't matter it ain't cool
f*ck your relevance I'm chill
Pass that pot and we gonna skill
That's why these n*ggas never kill
Only chasing stacking bills
Say you gotta fade away
We don't live in yesterday

The king turning sire
In black red attire
That's living on tires
Is livid and tired
These n*ggas don't feel me
So I am appealing to
Masses I'm triller than mains
Streaming these n*ggas straight into the trash
They only out here
They spitting for cash
Funny
Cause that is a hoe would act
Taking the game
And I never do ask
No little Nicky
But hop in the flask
If they be tripping
They dead in a flash
Don't f*ck with uzis
I'm taking a Glock
Rather take planes
Don't f*ck with no yachts
Nah I'm just playing
But serious though
All of your idols
My enemigos
But this is hip hop
So they know the time
Cool with them long as they're f*cking with mine

It don't matter it ain't cool hoe
f*ck your relevance I'm cool
Pass that pot and we gonna skill
That's why these n*ggas never kill
Only chasing stacking bills
It don't matter fade away

[Hook]
It don't matter it ain't cool
f*ck your relevance I'm chill
Pass that pot and we gone skill
That's why these n*ggas never kill
Only chasing stacking bills
Say you gotta fade away
We don't live in yesterday
(x2)

We don't, yeah
It don't matter it ain't cool
Yah
Bro you gotta fade away
Bro you
Yah, Yeah
Bro you gotta fade away
Bro you gotta
Bro you gotta...

Hold up wait a minute

[Verse 5]
Who f*ck with a n*gga like me? Nah I ain't street
But I'm not bout to get beat
Talking bout how you move bricks
But you ain't pushing sh*t none of you b*tches is real
All of you n*ggas is veal
Scared when a n*gga gets real, nah I ain't G
But I ain't taking no sh*t, come on and see if I'm b*tch
Pull up and see if I switch
See if I end up in ditch see if the hands slick as rick
See if you make me feel fear
No respect for you in here
From where your wig could get peeled
Hearing them shots every
Night barely heard pop in the day
Back when I used to say grace
Now I don't think about that
Only thing on my mind is what we chase

f*ck these n*ggas and f*ck these b*tches
I ain't tripping off sh*t except my pockets fill them
So a n*gga ain't stressing bout his hungry kids
I ain't made none of them yet
But I understand that the ledge is
Getting closer getting higher demands
I'm just hoping that I make it before I have my first kid

Ah

I feel like talking my sh*t come at the kid talking friendly? You get shut down quick

This for them mother f*ckers
That thought I the kid to taunt
Talking sh*t while I was writing
And now you saying I'm dope
And I'mma probably f*ck your
Girl that's why she's acting so
Faux these n*ggas wanna play
Friendly, but I know that they're
Foe I got these b*tches looking
At me cause they're feeling the
Flow probably feeling on my
di*k because they already know

[Outro]
Yeah I'm feeling myself I leave you with a bad feeling like you're losing some wealth think killers are real n*ggas you're mistaken as hell they'll drop your name quick as sh*t just to stay out the cell real recognize real and you're foreign as f*ck claiming that you push lead, but I know it's a front
n*gga

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