Real And Fake Lyrics

I know that the hate is real, I know that the love is fake

All these rappers wanna kill, keep their name on a plate

Bitch I'm tryna' be for real, laughing all up in my face

Make this shawty hit a lick

Haters think that I don't got this d-d- diamonds shining on me

Fuck yo lil' bitch that's how it gon' be

Keep ya' head up, out in da' streets

I know it's hard, cut opps like a piece

I got this diamonds from overseas

Pray that my mama don't see me as weak

Focus on that rather than sticks

I'm in my bag, I know I don't miss

(I'm in my bag, I know I don't miss)

(I'm in my bag, I know I don't miss)

(I'm in my bag, I know I don't miss)

(I'm in my bag, I know I don't miss)

(I'm in my bag, I know I don't )

Miss me with that bullshit, baby you just talk too much (Much)

Haters move in unison, they always in a rush

But I got emotions, I got emotions (Ahhh)

But I got emotions, I got emotions

This fake love is getting real touchy, don't waste my energy or my money

Stuck in a cage, it neva' gets sunny

Can't stay humble or keep it a hunnid

Feel energies, that can't be trusted, face enemies that's always rushing

Brush em' away, they too dusty

Ain't in my lane, my road is bloody

They tryna' take a part of my life (My life)

I ain't tryna' keep em in my mind (My mind)

Puzzling all of my bricks

That stupid bitch got me pissed

Her head game was trash so I dipped

Draw this life don't seem to be like

D-d-d- diamonds shining on me

Fuck yo lil' bitch that's how it gon' be

Keep ya' head up, out in da' streets

I know it's hard, cut opps like a piece

I got this diamonds from overseas

Pray that my mama don't see me as weak

Focus on that rather than sticks

I'm in my bag, I know I don't miss

(I'm in my bag, I know I don't miss)

(I'm in my bag, I know I don't miss)

(I'm in my bag, I know I don't miss)

(I'm in my bag, I know I don't miss)

(I'm in my bag, I know I don't )