Real & Fake Lyrics

I feel so funny these days, I'd rather sleep than stay awake

Dreams used to talk to me, now I know what's real and what is fake

What's fake, told me stop getting bread but I can't

And I posted up going hard in the pait

Many niggas start hating but I knew the love was (fake)

Gang, break a bitch then I'm tryna go break the bank

High as fuck off the wood smoking wedding cake

Said I'm gon' blow that boy down, I won't hesitate

on gang, I was broke then a Bitch countin nickels

Said I laugh at these niggas like Tickle

Like I ain't gon' pop and get hit with the pistol

Tryna hit at the block, make it ripple

Put a hole in his face like a dimple

I be getting that cake like it's simple

Dissin the gang, send two to the temple

All that Dick ridin shit need to get back

Niggas play he get ripped like a six pack

And my bitch ride the dick like its 6 flags

Like yeah, I've been doing this shit since a youngin my nigga, I really can stamp that

This nigga had wanted some dap

But he looking too wrong, betta motherfucking step back

Like nigga, you better be cautious

Play with gang, you gon' need you a hazmat

And you know my lil' bro be robbing

I'm gon' creep through the dark like I'm Batman

and I used to do these hoes dirty

So now they calling me the Bad man

I shoot the whole 30 , I do it like curry

I'm tryna put him in the trash can

And won't try anything

Just to be a kid once again

Now I know what's real and what is fake

This doesn't feel like the right place

And won't try anything

Just to be a kid once again

Just to be a kid again