Fake Lyrics

Ouu Rockyy I Likee

You got to understand it's certain bitches out to get you

You riding hard and then they turn around, and fucking diss you

You had it real cause see your pop was never really into

Showing you love, so the pain is what you turning into

I always had this issue, where I would run and vent to

All these broads I'm calling homies, then they turn against you

You bitches real, but then you faking what the fuck you into

Same bitches on my line screaming Rock I miss you

Whole time your genuine was never official

I hope this shit offend

I shoulda' never friend

I shoulda' never gave you clothes I couldn't fit up into

I shoulda' never gave you tissues when that nigga dissed you

I shoulda' left you bitches broke, and watch the summer miss you

My player gave ya brother work, and watch him hustle nickles

You had a mom who smoked coke

So shit i understood you

But all these games you bitches playing I ain't playing with you

Word got back to me you doing bad (You doing bad huh)

And word got back to me you bitches mad (You bitches mad huh)

And word got back to be that' that nigga you was dealing with

Just left you for another bitch sad (See)

But shawty that's the price you gotta pay

When you hating everyday on another bitch bad (Stop hating)

And shawty that's the price you gotta pay

When you hating erryday on another bitch bad

That shit not thurl sis

All that nut ass shit y'all getting into

I just wanna know what make you bitches think thats thurl

To hate on another bitch

Like let that bitch do her, you do you

Like where the real bitches at?

When the bitches coming back in effect?

Cause y'all fake ass bitches

Y'all really starting to get the fuck on my nerves now

On some real shit

Shit getting played out sis

I just wanna know like who the fuck just made it cool

To hate on other you was hanging wit in school

The shit I hear you saying is some shit that should never leave ya lips

And I'm really trying change, but ima run up in ya shit

You let these bitches hype you up they got you caught up in the mix

They got you thinking you can stand it when know how Rocky get

I fed ya kids when they was hungry I'm the realist that I get

And ima fuck ya baby father yous a sucka ass bitch

You in ya mother back room and she just wishing that you leave

You keep banging on the door cause' you ain't never have the keys

And you really hate ya job cause' they don't pay you what you need

Niggas fucking you for free, but you keep coming after me

I tried to put you bitches on, but you was hating from the rip

On the beach out AC, but you ain't never take a trip

You ain't never have a bag, you ain't never have shit

Niggas never really loved you, you was sucking niggas dick

Word got back to me you doing bad (You doing bad huh)

And word got back to me you bitches mad (You bitches mad huh)

And word got back to be that' that nigga you was dealing with

Just left you for another bitch sad (See)

But shawty that's the price you gotta pay

When you hating everyday on another bitch bad (Stop hating)

And shawty that's the price you gotta pay

When you hating erryday on another bitch bad