Fake Love (feat. OG Dede)
Done wasting time for females who show fake love
The way my life has changed, look at what I became
Females be treating us like we a game of chess
Everything we do to become a success and they make us feel like a mess
The way you made me feel was something I've never felt before
Didn't even know what I was fighting for until
You decided to beat me down to my mother fucking core
Hey
Can't explain how I felt about you anymore
I feel I gave you my heart
My soul
But your only goal was to take advantage of my payroll
Aye
I'm done
Ay go crazy
They been waiting for me to stop
I didn't know my right hand could turn into a opp
That's that shit that really got me popped
Now my brothers and sisters screamin'
Fuck 12 fuck a cop
That's B-L-M
They be tryna hit me with a dm
But I ain't gotta be em
To spit the same shit
Y'all really think I'm going insane
Shit
I was just talking out my ass
I got some old friends
Tryna take advantage over me for a bag
That's crazy
It's cause they see me pulling up in my hoodie swag
Now I owe them money
Which is crazy and funny
Don't post bout the shit gon have to confront me
Playin games like a playground
I didn't know I had to dumb it down
Get ya own bag
Before coming for mine you fucking clown
Yuh
Dede
Tilly talking bout a shorty but I ain't neva had to deal with that ay fake friends
Yuh
The way my life has changed, look at what I became
Females be treating us like we a game of chess
Everything we do to become a success and they make us feel like a mess
The way you made me feel was something I've never felt before
Didn't even know what I was fighting for until
You decided to beat me down to my mother fucking core
Hey
Can't explain how I felt about you anymore
I feel I gave you my heart
My soul
But your only goal was to take advantage of my payroll
Aye
I'm done
Ay go crazy
They been waiting for me to stop
I didn't know my right hand could turn into a opp
That's that shit that really got me popped
Now my brothers and sisters screamin'
Fuck 12 fuck a cop
That's B-L-M
They be tryna hit me with a dm
But I ain't gotta be em
To spit the same shit
Y'all really think I'm going insane
Shit
I was just talking out my ass
I got some old friends
Tryna take advantage over me for a bag
That's crazy
It's cause they see me pulling up in my hoodie swag
Now I owe them money
Which is crazy and funny
Don't post bout the shit gon have to confront me
Playin games like a playground
I didn't know I had to dumb it down
Get ya own bag
Before coming for mine you fucking clown
Yuh
Dede
Tilly talking bout a shorty but I ain't neva had to deal with that ay fake friends
Yuh
Credits
Writer(s): Joseph Tillotson
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