Fakes

Only time I see my name spelled correctly, is when it's companies
Talking 'bout bills they collecting
Only time I ever feel like connecting is when I'm tryna get the wifi to the building
Too many fakes these days, I ain't tryna conversate these days
Alotta people complicate these days, why the fuck can't they just be straight

Honesty was my mistake
So I've been told through the years, I ain't had a perfect record with me peers
All the chances I take, on people lying to my face
Got me feeling, got me some typa way, man I've been in a state
It's too much too much, to the haters I ain't giving two fucks
Man, I feel like Tupac
Like I'm Makavelli, alotta niggas wanna flex but really they too pap
If I drink got two cups, with two bad bitches with me at all times
No lie, we middle finger the moral lines
Cut all ties with anyone on the wrong side
You tryna kick it with big dick, then it's on ma
I like 'em thick, with a little waist, in a thong
With a taste for a bong, listens to Thugga Thugga and Bjorn
I'm just saying whatever's been on my dome, either fuck with this shit man or don't
Cause you never know

Only time I see my name spelled correctly, is when it's companies
Talking 'bout bills they collecting
Only time I ever feel like connecting is when I'm tryna get the wifi to the building
Too many fakes these days, I ain't tryna conversate these days
Alotta people complicate these days, why the fuck can't they just be straight

Fake shit, makeshift niggas gotta relocate
Swear there's too much
Fake shit, makeshift niggas gotta relocate
Swear there's too much
Fake shit, makeshift niggas gotta relocate
Swear there's too much
Fake shit, makeshift niggas gotta relocate
Swear there's too much

I keep it a hundred
I stay fly, my bitch keep a nigga blunted
This note pad is my Arsenal, I'm gunning
Flip a page, like I change clips before I start busting on these niggas
I don't trust none of you niggas
My circle small, but my pockets big
It's not a thing to drop a nigga for fucking with the progress
Nah, it's no stress, oh yes
Yeah, I put that on my ten toes, blessed
Swear, this nigga's too fresh, like I exhale Airosol
This the year of the G.O.A.T, you foals never even been foes
I know no competition, I wish a nigga would try me
I'm on a mission, you better fuck from around me
My ego size double XL
Class is in session, a master in flexing, I passed the testing times
Don't ask me questions, you never been seen in my eyes
Coz real recognize real, and these days I find

Only time I see my name spelled correctly, is when it's companies
Talking 'bout bills they collecting
Only time I ever feel like connecting is when I'm tryna get the wifi to the building
Too many fakes these days, I ain't tryna conversate these days
Alotta people complicate these days, why the fuck can't they just be straight

Fake shit, makeshift niggas gotta relocate
Swear there's too much
Fake shit, makeshift niggas gotta relocate
Swear there's too much
Fake shit, makeshift niggas gotta relocate
Swear there's too much
Fake shit, makeshift niggas gotta relocate
Swear there's too much



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Writer(s): Logan Meintjes, Catching Envy
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