Love Aint Real (Freestyle)

Too many bitches, too many, I can't pick Too many dumb thoughts, I can't itch

Too many, too plenty, I've been really runnin' up, I got benny, yah, nah, nah, nah, no, it's not enough

I've been fuckin on your bitch, yeah, you know I'm tough I've been runnin', runnin', runnin', runnin' from the jakes, yeah Yeah, throw him in a fuckin' lake, lake, lake, swervin' uh

Got your bitch wet, ah, ah, ah, ah And I'm swervin', flyin' like a fuckin' jet, yeah, yeah Marijuana, I'm a, oh, oh, oh, chill out, yeah Even though I'm a threat, I'm a threat, I'm a threat, yeah Put him in debt, yeah, yeah Runnin' up a check, runnin' up a check, yeah, yeah Put his life in debt, put him to death, yeah Send him to hell, yeah, yeah I got bad bitches and they ringin' bills, yeah, yeah

I got too many Benjamins, I can't even got too many bad bitches, let him in Too many, too many dead people, man, heh And they really runnin' through my fuckin' hands, hands, hands, I got it in my pants, I can't even understand Yeah, these perkies make me dance, make me dance On the motherfuckin' beat, I found this groove, found this groove In this motherfuckin' pill, what's the move, what's the move? Baby girl, what's the deal, yeah? Pick another baby, is it real, yeah

Is that Percocet, real, yeah, yeah? Is it fenty or is it the real deal, huh? Is it, is it real, is it not, bitch, yeah? Is you bum, is you a fuckin' thot, uh-uh I think you a thought, yeah, cause you in my head a lot, yeah I think you a thought, yeah, cause you're in my head a lot, yeah

In my head a lot, got these perkies in me a lot They envy what I got, pullin' up, and I'm smokin' on the thot Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, dickin' down a lot Yeah, yeah, I got too many pickin' out I pop Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop And this perky make me itch And this perky make me itch