Fake Talk

A lot people be talking
They look at me, now they walking
All of these foes I always be dropping them
All of these hoes always be calling them
Fake friends coming from behind
Real friends are hard to find
She thinks that she is one of the kind
Snakes be calling, I always declined yea
You gotta go
You gotta go away
You're a fake, you a snake
You gotta go away
Yea
You gotta go
You gotta go away
You a fake, you a snake
You gotta go away

You a fake, you a fake
Ain't listening to a fucking snake
Being friends wit you was a mistake
They keep slithering on my face
What is your deal?
Smoking real shit makes me heal
Fake hoes telling me they can be real
So I don't see that, so you being unreal
I like to hear your fairy tales
Giving you trust was a fail
Ay
If lying and being fake was crime
Yo ass would been in jail
You said "We good?" I said "We use to be"
Clout chasing all up on me
Gotta thank god, that you ghost
Cause you could of got money but now you're broke
Fake people be calling
Now they coming back crawling
I don't associate wit snitches
Imma fuck all the bitches
How many times you go lie?
Begging right from my eyes
I don't need you all the time
So BITCH BYE

A lot people be talking
They look at me, now they walking
All of these foes I always be dropping them
All of these hoes always be calling them
Fake friends coming from behind
Real friends are hard to find
She thinks that she is one of the kind
Snakes be calling, I always declined yea
You gotta go
You gotta go away
You a fake, you a snake
You gotta go away
Yea
You gotta go
You gotta go away
You a fake, you a snake
You gotta go away

If you talking from behind that's a fake talk
Switching to the other side that's a real opp
You make bunch of lies you get killed from the block
I haven't receiving loyalty so that's a big ass opp
If you were Pinocchio, ya nose be long
If you were Eustace, you always be wrong
I don't care if you big like king kong
Why you evening singing this song?
I don't care, obviously
All I care is my hands on that green
Demons be fighting, is coming to me
These "friends" really mean nothing to me
What do you desire?
I always received liars
I came from the fire
You being real has been expired
These foes making me selfish
Fuck it I'll ride alone
You wit that big talk and calling me a bitch
But why you on my phone
It's hard for me to stand
Cuz all I need is a real friend
It's hard for me to stand
Cuz all I need is a real friend

A lot people be talking
They look at me, now they walking
All of these foes I always be dropping them
All of these hoes always be calling them
Fake friends coming from behind
Real friends are hard to find
She thinks that she is one of the kind
Snakes be calling, I always declined
Yea
You gotta go
You gotta go away
You're a fake, you a snake
You gotta go away
Yea
You gotta go
You gotta go away
You're a fake, you a snake
You gotta go away



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Writer(s): Buffalø
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