Fake Love
They show me fake love, I don't get it
I'm on my way up, I don't pay attention
I just be laced up, I'mma win it
Searching for paystubs in the millions
I ain't out here to play it nice, I won't say it twice
With my bladed knife, I'll be sending 'em home
I got the flaming eyes and I may ignite
You best stay inside 'cause I'm sending 'em home
They show me fake love, I don't get it
I'm on my way up, I don't pay attention
I just be laced up, I'mma win it
Searching for paystubs in the millions
I ain't out here to play it nice, I won't say it twice
With my bladed knife, I'll be sending them home
I got the flaming eyes and I may ignite
You best stay inside 'cause I'm sending them home
Back to they momma's house
'Cause they just be causing the drama now
Back to they momma's couch
'Cause they just be tripping and wilding out
The fuck is you talking about?
I'm getting mine and they be salty now
They causing a problem now
So don't expect me to be calming down
I've been feeling like I can't ever lose
Blowing up like I exploded a fuse
Go all in I ain't got nothing to lose
I steady be getting them dubs with the crew
I savagely ravage the game like a beast
I'm so rabid and haven't been fed in a week
I been rapping attacking and smashing the beat
Get to slashing no capping the fans on they feet
When I'm dripping and sipping the liquor I'm feeling so wavy
Like shifting the stick on a brand new Mercedes
They just be trippin on shit they be sounding so crazy
These bitches be crazy
But it's not like the dollars going to solve all my problems
I know I got battles inside of my brain
But I'm still going hard for the commas I'm stuffing my pockets
I came from the bottom now i make it rain
I'm doing this for my friends and my fam
Getting that money and growing my brand
I don't got time for the people who don't understand
I'm tryna get bands
Aye yeah I'm tryna get bands
I don't got time for the people who don't understand
I'm tryna get bands
Triple digits the score like I filled up the board
And I'm coming for more like I'm TB
I be going to war like I called up the corps
Better lock up your doors if you see me
Get the pen and I'm versing the beat in a hearse
And I'm burning that herb like a CD
88 on the jersey I steady be working
I really could burn you like CeeDee
I could switch up flow on them hoes
I could show them I'm really the best
Hit the throttle I'm going for broke
Keep it hundred like acing a test
Like a chimney I go up in smoke
I could pick up your chick when I flex
I'm really the hardest artist in the game
Looking at north, south, east, or west
You bitches is pressed
I'm doing this for my friends and my fam
Getting that money and growing my brand
I don't got time for the people who don't understand
I'm tryna get bands
Aye yeah I'm tryna get bands
I don't got time for the people who don't understand
I'm tryna get bands
They show me fake love, I don't get it
I'm on my way up, I don't pay attention
I just be laced up, I'mma win it
Searching for paystubs in the millions
I ain't out here to play it nice, I won't say it twice
With my bladed knife, I'll be sending 'em home
I got the flaming eyes and I may ignite
You best stay inside 'cause I'm sending 'em home
They show me fake love, I don't get it
I'm on my way up, I don't pay attention
I just be laced up, I'mma win it
Searching for paystubs in the millions
I ain't out here to play it nice, I won't say it twice
With my bladed knife, I'll be sending 'em home
I got the flaming eyes and I may ignite
You best stay inside 'cause I'm sending 'em home
Back to they momma's house
'Cause they just be causing the drama now
Back to they momma's couch
'Cause they just be tripping and wilding out
The fuck is you talking about?
I'm getting mine and they be salty now
They causing a problem now
So don't expect me to be calming down
I'm on my way up, I don't pay attention
I just be laced up, I'mma win it
Searching for paystubs in the millions
I ain't out here to play it nice, I won't say it twice
With my bladed knife, I'll be sending 'em home
I got the flaming eyes and I may ignite
You best stay inside 'cause I'm sending 'em home
They show me fake love, I don't get it
I'm on my way up, I don't pay attention
I just be laced up, I'mma win it
Searching for paystubs in the millions
I ain't out here to play it nice, I won't say it twice
With my bladed knife, I'll be sending them home
I got the flaming eyes and I may ignite
You best stay inside 'cause I'm sending them home
Back to they momma's house
'Cause they just be causing the drama now
Back to they momma's couch
'Cause they just be tripping and wilding out
The fuck is you talking about?
I'm getting mine and they be salty now
They causing a problem now
So don't expect me to be calming down
I've been feeling like I can't ever lose
Blowing up like I exploded a fuse
Go all in I ain't got nothing to lose
I steady be getting them dubs with the crew
I savagely ravage the game like a beast
I'm so rabid and haven't been fed in a week
I been rapping attacking and smashing the beat
Get to slashing no capping the fans on they feet
When I'm dripping and sipping the liquor I'm feeling so wavy
Like shifting the stick on a brand new Mercedes
They just be trippin on shit they be sounding so crazy
These bitches be crazy
But it's not like the dollars going to solve all my problems
I know I got battles inside of my brain
But I'm still going hard for the commas I'm stuffing my pockets
I came from the bottom now i make it rain
I'm doing this for my friends and my fam
Getting that money and growing my brand
I don't got time for the people who don't understand
I'm tryna get bands
Aye yeah I'm tryna get bands
I don't got time for the people who don't understand
I'm tryna get bands
Triple digits the score like I filled up the board
And I'm coming for more like I'm TB
I be going to war like I called up the corps
Better lock up your doors if you see me
Get the pen and I'm versing the beat in a hearse
And I'm burning that herb like a CD
88 on the jersey I steady be working
I really could burn you like CeeDee
I could switch up flow on them hoes
I could show them I'm really the best
Hit the throttle I'm going for broke
Keep it hundred like acing a test
Like a chimney I go up in smoke
I could pick up your chick when I flex
I'm really the hardest artist in the game
Looking at north, south, east, or west
You bitches is pressed
I'm doing this for my friends and my fam
Getting that money and growing my brand
I don't got time for the people who don't understand
I'm tryna get bands
Aye yeah I'm tryna get bands
I don't got time for the people who don't understand
I'm tryna get bands
They show me fake love, I don't get it
I'm on my way up, I don't pay attention
I just be laced up, I'mma win it
Searching for paystubs in the millions
I ain't out here to play it nice, I won't say it twice
With my bladed knife, I'll be sending 'em home
I got the flaming eyes and I may ignite
You best stay inside 'cause I'm sending 'em home
They show me fake love, I don't get it
I'm on my way up, I don't pay attention
I just be laced up, I'mma win it
Searching for paystubs in the millions
I ain't out here to play it nice, I won't say it twice
With my bladed knife, I'll be sending 'em home
I got the flaming eyes and I may ignite
You best stay inside 'cause I'm sending 'em home
Back to they momma's house
'Cause they just be causing the drama now
Back to they momma's couch
'Cause they just be tripping and wilding out
The fuck is you talking about?
I'm getting mine and they be salty now
They causing a problem now
So don't expect me to be calming down
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Writer(s): Joel Morrison
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