Fake Love
D.Swavey
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They'll look you in yo face and then they lie to you Niggas talk up on the net and then they hide from you All these diamonds on my neck I think they blinding you Bust a brick down punch a kit and then we a pile a few And I been tryna stay out the way I'm not minding you If I went and looked up real I'm not finding you And I been staring at the bag I'm not eyeing you Every time I see them blue lights I'm tryna hide the tool And it was snakes up in the grass I had to cut em off Lotta fake love going on I had to shut em off I Almost hit a million streams It's time to get it off If you can run this little play then you can break him off On this road you gone take L's and I done took em all I was 13 told my nigga that I'm tryna ball Dropped a couple songs I'm at the top and I ain't tryna fall You niggas waiting for that bag and you won't get a call Im like a point guard with the plays you know I pass the ball And if my Niggas can't get a plate then I won't win at all They say a lot of niggas good I'm tryna get em all They say you got a lot of bags I'm tryna ship em off I done heard a lotta haters I'm tryna piss em off Looking back at 16 and I done did it all This bitch just asked me do I give a f*ck but I don't give at all And I don't even talk to niggas unless a lick involved You niggas fucking with white I call it little dog And I was running for a while I got my head straight Killing niggas with these bands oh that's just dead pape And if you keep on dragging niggas then that's just dead weight I keep on laughing at you Niggas selling dead 8ths I made my first 10 and thought damn I had sum real pape A nigga keep on tryna say I'm weak I call it real hate Once I touch 100 M's I'm touching real cake Shout out all my Niggas in that field we need a field day I ain't in the navy know a nigga who can seal pape Racing to the bag you Niggas last and y'all still late I took 100 losses fell down and then I still ate You niggas losing with no bread and y'all just still snakes You niggas stay up in that lab and y'all still fake Every time I get up in that jam I make a deal shake Aye I make a deal shake Once a nigga got some bread I copped a bust down Bitch used to speak up on a nigga she wanna f*ck now I got some chains I got I got some clout I'm like a drug now You Niggas crashes hella quick to pull a gun out Everybody rapping man y'all starting to take the fun out Nigga get to talking like he cold we bring the sun out And I don't wanna hear that shit just bring yo funds out And I don't wanna hear that shit just bring yo funds out
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