fake static. Lyrics

Real niggas gon fuck with me

Fake static be the worse bro dapped me up then said its up with me

I aint never been the type of nigga had 100 niggas come buck with me

Cause a buck with me

Everything I got was hustle I aint have luck with me

It was time after time I aint have much with me

Lost ones that was close, all I see is Ghost like I got Tuc with me

Yea Tuc with me

Young bitch turnt up tryna go ghost now she on tuck with me

Ten year plus boyz you aint one of them you aint really stuck with me

Okay, okay okay

Live life love less, yes

Make money mute mess

Trap still shake like it got caressed, yes

I aint never did shit if I aint really feel like I was best, yes

Never stressed we blessed (yes)

Once ya dead to me no you can't die again

Im in the booth with more weed than a lil, Nick get high again

Kiss said

No I in team but it's I in win

We been through it all that shit don't work then we gon try again

Fucking right we heating up

Temp is getting high gon need NineFive and his fucking team to put the fire out

Told her we aint meeting up

I aint feel the vibe

Geeking check my eyes

Live a dream, the fuck I gotta lie about

And I got my own house

Own whip

Been doing my own shit

So if they worried bout me

them bitches worried bout the wrong shit

NFT's im on it shoutout broski he be on shit

No NLE but choppa got a choppa with a long, wait

Boulevard for lunch just got a drink they had a long wait

Booked my bitch a flight but had to cancel put the wrong date

Money make me happy

I like clothes more than people

Base my bitches off they actions

I don't never make em equal

This the sequal

To fucking niggas up since I was rapping on the side of the balling shit

Had them bitches falling, shit

I never got that feeling like its over ima call it quits

One thing bout KB they gon know all this shit is all legit

Shoutout ones that call a bit

See how I feel

Not just checking, for the wave but fuck to see how I chill

OTF, aint from the GO but fuck I see that its real

Note to self, these niggas faker than a three dollar bill

Fuck advice, I say don't take it like a three dollar pill

Or some five dollar weed

Talk to God if you need

Wants different I could only give thats spot if its needs

I stay away from ones thats crossing I's and dotting they T's

I can't be, stopping speed

You can't be copping no G's

Even tho that, Red B on me

I still pop out with my C's

She want me

To drop my seeds I said bitch drop to yo knees

Hold up

Replace that, hate in yo heart

one trait I hate is that greed

If it aint, Dior or Bond my neck to waist smell like Creed

KB gon, be here forever thats on Joel Indeeed

Real niggas gon fuck with me

Fake static be the worse, bro dap me up then said its up with me

I aint never been the type of nigga have 100 niggas come buck with me

Cause a buck with me

Everything I got was hustle I aint have luck with me

It was time after time I aint have much with me

Lost ones that was close all I see is ghost like I got Tuc with me

Yea tuck with me

Young bitch turnt up tryna go ghost now she on tuck with me

Ten year plus boyz u aint one of them u aint really stuck with me

Okay, okay okay

Live life love less, yes

Make money mute mess, trap still shake like it got caressed, yes

I aint never did shit if I aint really feel like I was best, yes

Never stressed we blessed, yes