Fake Love Lyrics

Take drugs

He trying to kill the pain

He feels insane fake love

That shit just be blending

In with everything

Don't know your intentions

So I'm clutching you can't

Blame me he asking how

It feel cause I ain't

Let the money change me

To be honest I'm still

The same me just more busy

Same friends driving that

Same benz with the same glizzy

I guess it still aint hit me

I really fit the description of a

Young boss and the realest

Nigga living

Cuzzo ask why you call yourself

Beloved is it poetry

I wont say it's poetry its floetry

Crazy how it took me getting

Money for them to notice me

It was hard for me to see who

All was real but now it's

Showing me

Niggas can't fuck with me

Or even sit in the same row as me

Do the same things as me

Or fuck the same hoes as me

Of course I cut em off because

He told he could have told on me

Clothes on the dresser

You a fold on me

Keebla hit my phone he spending

Nights in the hole

His whole life gone change on

That first night that he come home

I told em once I get it

Bitch we got it now we gone

Aint that how it's supposed to go

You get it put your whole

Team on, instead of telling all

The youngins just to dream on

Superheroes ain't they post to

Have a theme song

Grow up in the trenches you

Don't have no fuckin role models

Now we in the club VIP

We popping gold bottles

Tell me when these niggas post

To feel me, I dont want the fame

But I'm gone get it when they kill me

But don't you ever be no silly bitch

And ever try to kill me bitch

Or anyone you see me with

And i done seen a lot of shit

So it be hard to reminisce

And i done did enough of shit

To know that karma is a bitch

Please lock that back door cause

It be alarming me and shit

I think the DEA is trying to

Catch on to me and shit

Take drugs

He trying to kill the pain

He feel insane fake love

That shit just be blending

In with everything

Don't know your intentions

So I'm clutching you can't

Blame me he asking how

It feel cause I ain't

Let the money change me

To be honest I'm still

The same me just more busy

Same friends driving that

Same benz with the same glizzy

I guess it still aint hit me

I really fit the description of a

Young boss and the realest

Nigga living