Soft as blue jeans but I'm a wearing a name She got a nice car but she dressing the same She gotta make money but she down in a drain Spoiled as fuck, man she better go and get on the game Ah - don't do it, get it on 92 problems, tryna vent it on Cigarettes on counters, better get it off, yeah I'm on the floor now but I'm dying On a room for 4 now Baby so hard but I'm trying Young and suicidal, gimme more time And I swear I'll take another minute I'm faded, faded Don't worry about my name One day you finna know it I'm faded, faded Don't worry about my name One day you finna know it I'm faded, faded Don't worry about my name One day you finna know it I'm faded, faded [Sam:] I'm driving away and I'm just feeling so small, just asking myself: "Why do I and everyone I love pick people that treat us like we're nothing?" [Charlie:] We accept the love we think we deserve. [Sam:] Then why didn't you ever ask me out?