Fake
How am I alive it's a miracle
2018 was hysterical
Y'all only see my exterior
Just understand I'm superior
I cannot listen to voices inside of my head yeah they driving me crazy
Suddenly bitter
The runt of the litter
I do not care if I speak what I feel and it makes you feel triggered
And as I grow
My ambitions grow bigger
I didn't want money but now I'm just suddenly focused on figures
Half of them just want to hate
Half of them say that I'm great
I think that all of them fake
I think that all of them fake
New boi on the beat who's that
That's me, take a l, step back
Act hard, that's a real nice mask
My life's going well in fact
My food is exotic
My bitch is exotic
My beats are exotic
My whip is exotic
I want it I bought it
I started from nothing but now I make profit for real
I think these hoes need to chill
I am not taking no pill
This isn't luck it is skill
Aleo came for the kill
White boy insecure and unsure
No church my religions these words
This bitch wanna get on my nerves
E brake, lose the traction get curve
Hop on the mic
Do what I want
Take what I can
I do not front
Got me some cash
This not a stunt
Life moving fast
That's what I want
Focus on me
Back in a month
Now I'm the king
This wasn't luck
Fuck your opinion I don't give a fuck
Now they look up
Now they look up
Half of them just want to hate
Half of them say that I'm great
I think that all of them fake
I think that all of them fake
Half of them just want to hate
Half of them say that I'm great
I think that all of them fake
I think that all of them fake
2018 was hysterical
Y'all only see my exterior
Just understand I'm superior
I cannot listen to voices inside of my head yeah they driving me crazy
Suddenly bitter
The runt of the litter
I do not care if I speak what I feel and it makes you feel triggered
And as I grow
My ambitions grow bigger
I didn't want money but now I'm just suddenly focused on figures
Half of them just want to hate
Half of them say that I'm great
I think that all of them fake
I think that all of them fake
New boi on the beat who's that
That's me, take a l, step back
Act hard, that's a real nice mask
My life's going well in fact
My food is exotic
My bitch is exotic
My beats are exotic
My whip is exotic
I want it I bought it
I started from nothing but now I make profit for real
I think these hoes need to chill
I am not taking no pill
This isn't luck it is skill
Aleo came for the kill
White boy insecure and unsure
No church my religions these words
This bitch wanna get on my nerves
E brake, lose the traction get curve
Hop on the mic
Do what I want
Take what I can
I do not front
Got me some cash
This not a stunt
Life moving fast
That's what I want
Focus on me
Back in a month
Now I'm the king
This wasn't luck
Fuck your opinion I don't give a fuck
Now they look up
Now they look up
Half of them just want to hate
Half of them say that I'm great
I think that all of them fake
I think that all of them fake
Half of them just want to hate
Half of them say that I'm great
I think that all of them fake
I think that all of them fake
Credits
Writer(s): Justin Jordon
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