Fake Faces

I can tell you pump faking All with that fake shit I can see two sides and two faces Why these niggas hating frustrated Concentrated on my hand Now I’m finna spread jit Get up out my hand you a L You a dead jit They all in my face when I'm around But never show no love when I ain’t 'round Feels like It’s killing me Like these drugs Yeah I’m plugged in like the plug He a bug Cause he bugging me Flick'em like a flee Cause he ain't no kin to me He must be stupid in the head I’m gnarly One more false move Cut'em off like a light Got'em sliding to the left While I’m sliding to the right I could never fake pretend Guess they see me as a trend Never been a two-face Ass kissing Fixing broken things Kings hang with kings Checkmate me We ain’t the same nigga We ain’t got the same mind I can tell you pump faking All with that fake shit I can see two sides and two faces Why these niggas hating frustrated Concentrated on my hand Now I’m finna spread jit Get up out my hand you a L You a dead jit They all in my face when I'm around But never show no love when I ain’t 'round Feels like It’s killing me Like these drugs Yeah I’m plugged in like the plug He a bug Cause he bugging me Get'em off back Why he tryna fuck with me Tryna steal the sauce Tryna take my recipe It cost to be the boss Everybody has a an enemy Messing up the cost Steady fucking up the chemistry Niggas that ain’t close to me be mad and just hate on me I can’t trust a fake face That’s how awful things be happening I can’t let my guard down Man these clowns they be feening I be feeling like they need me Booted up I ain’t geekin' I can tell you pump faking All with that fake shit I can see two sides and two faces Why these niggas hating frustrated Concentrated on my hand Now I’m finna spread jit Get up out my hand you a L You a dead jit They all in my face when I'm around But never show no love when I ain’t 'round Feels like It’s killing me Like these drugs Yeah I’m plugged in like the plug He a bug Cause he bugging me I can tell I can tell you pump faking I can tell that you two face Two-toned These niggas won't leave me alone Tryna Joc my style my flow Only trust my day ones Two-faced Two-toned Took a L Now he calling my phone Hit the road jack Now he gone running Why he mad He drugged off that medicine I ain’t even think he was thuggin like us We had to leave his ass in the dust Get him out the game I can tell you pump faking All with that fake shit I can see two sides and two faces Why these niggas mad and frustrated Concentrated on my hand Now I’m finna spread jit Get up out my hand you a L You a dead jit All in my face when I'm around But never show no love when I ain’t 'round Feels like It’s killing me