Fake Fans ft. Breesy Lyrics

All my brodies on my side even if I'm wrong

They know I pour my heart out in every single song

I get blamed for everything, but you know I'm doing right

It's like my heart be getting hurt, but I'm still putting up a fight

I got some issues going on, but they don't know it

My body been hurting but I smile, I never show it

Got some people on my side telling me that I am goated

Got some other people hating saying that I'm not a poet

Me and brodie just rocked out a show, I swear we had it lit

All the hate be coming from my old school, I'm not having it

I was going to give up, fell to my knees just like Kaepernick

Smoked the stress away, it disappeared just like a magic trick

The anxiety be hurting, you don't know how I feel

A few bumps in the road, but you know I ran up the hill

I ain't never stopping with the rapping til I get a mill

Even after that, not going to quit 'cause every verse I kill

They were praying on my downfall, I felt like I was Tee

Back in school I swear to god they was all laughing at me

When I started making music, thats when I felt I was free

From all the drama in the past but the haters can't let it be

Throw your hands up like a celebration

I'ma get to the top, there ain't no hesitation

Remember all them days that I was walking to the station

I low key miss that shit, my music got my concentration

I swear that I'm the realest, never switching, never change on them

I had to let some people go, told 'em can't be friends again

They were hating on me from the start, they ain't no fucking friend

Cut 'em out my life, I swear to god I had to make it end

Shoutout all my brodies, swear to god you know they got my back

Got some people sharing all my snaps, I swear that shit is wack

They just mad at me because I left 'em in the fucking past

I'm telling you right now, if I catch you, I put you in a cast

You said that you my fan but low key you always be laughing

I don't care about 'em 'cause I know they ain't about action

Let me ask, did you perform, I swear it never happened

If you really like my music, buy a ticket, why you capping?

Never seen you there

The color of your eyes is matching on your underwear

We be out in public and they stare

I be lit up in the booth, I'm looking like a flare

I just want a hug like a bear

Say you got these bodies from the past, I don't care

I want to get to know you but your mind over there

In love with your body 'cause it's shaped like a pear

Don dada

I'ma big problem

I'ma baller

I'ma make these stupid bitches holler

I'ma make sure that she call me

Friends fake like cuban, like zirconi