This shit gotta be bigger than big, know what I'm saying, no little boy shit, everything
gotta be a scrappy.
What?
Introduce you to the designer, move you to a liner, how y 'all gon' trade on me?
How the fuck you gon' change up?
You say you can't claim us, how you gon' play with me?
How the fuck you call me fat?
And they don't be around.
How the fuck you say you love me?
But they don't see about this fake love, this fake love, this fake love.
All this fake love, this fake love, this fake love, this fake love, this fake love.
I held a fake grudge, I gave you fake hugs, handshake was no love, four jaw had fake stubs.
They said we can't come, had thoughts to snake them.
That nigga say something, tell a nigga take something.
They never support us, and they never take orders.
I care for my daughter, hand her to my organs.
These niggas ain't got no morals, I'm off X in Florida.
They try to tax for quarters, like they don't know my story.
Ain't talk to my cousin Cory, say I got too rich and important.
I miss jail calls, of course, cause I'm in this bitch recording.
And when they see me shining, they say they need me more.
I give you 20 on God, just what you need it for.
I regret telling the whole world I love her.
I regret telling old girl I love her.
I regret letting them niggas fuck my circle up.
I regret kept saying give me, though they burn me up.
Waking up the ASAP taxi, tell me pull it up.
And he kept telling me these niggas, they don't fuck with us.
Oh yeah, he said they was hating on the low with us.
If they in tour with you, that mean it's both of us.
Introduce you to designer, move you to a liner.
How y 'all gonna trade on me?
How the fuck you gonna change up?
You say you can't claim us.
How you gonna play with me?
How the fuck you call me fat?
And they don't be around.
How the fuck you say you love me?
But they don't see about us.
All this fake love, this fake love, this fake love.
All this fake love, this fake love, this fake love.
And I ain't play around, swear I lay him down.
Bro, don't say a sound.
Free the guys, ain't have to gang around.
Locked up in a pound.
I got niggas in the staff.
Say the indictment ain't no bad.
40E, I never doubt when he come on me raising hell.
And I could vouch for all my guys.
Sending kites, I hear they cross.
Snitching, telling lies, it won't be long until he die.
I done seen a homicide, guess that's why I'm traumatized.
But I got Smelly by my side, we screamin' easy when we drop.
Niggas told me never stop.
Imagine how I feel inside.
Bro, I never took a stand, I had to see his mama cry.
But now I'm hurt, see me shooting first.
So I'm getting burnt.
Now I'm hurt, see me shooting first.
So I'm getting burnt.
Introduce you to the designer, move you to a liner.
How y 'all gonna trade on me?
How the fuck you gonna change up?
You say you can't claim us.
How you gonna play with me?
How the fuck you call me fat?
And they don't be around.
How the fuck you say you love me?
But they don't see about us.
All this fake love, this fake love, this fake love.
All this fake love, this fake love, this fake love.
This fake love, this fake love.
