Real Fake
I'm in this game like I'm home alone
Feels like the real has been gone for a minute
Too many fakes in this corridor
Drinking backwash just as soon as they spit it
They acting real fake
Seems like they been fake
They acting real fake
Just try to save face
Green neck rappers
Half stepping trapper
Young swag jacker
Just fronting like bad actors
Just to get a check
Rather risk they self respect
Living with regrets
Never crossed they mind set
Where was line set
Why sacrifice your rep
What do you really get
What you learning from the vet
I did a heat check
And none of y'all could break a sweat
How will it translate
Bet you couldn't even guess
But you the shit now
Till they make you sit down
Chasing all the trends
Till you lose up all your friends
Getting stuck up by the shorties
that's quick to hop up in your benz
Everybody give you props
But they fucking with your ops
And If you spin the block
I bet they quickly call the cops
Don't get caught up perpetuating what you not
Styling with the glocks
Banging on the blocks
Don't forget social media helps the cops
I'm in this game like I'm home alone
Feels like the real has been gone for a minute
Too many fakes in this corridor
Drinking backwash just as soon as they spit it
They acting real fake
Seems like they been fake
They acting real fake
Just try to save face
What's a 360 deal
I bet you you ain't know
Who's the ceo
I bet you you ain't know
Why they on your dick
I bet you you ain't know
How much they really profit
I bet you you ain't know
Better double check your deal before you sign that
Cause once it's done then it's done you can't rewind back
Where was they at when you was grinding on your first pack
Now they critiquing tryna polish up your street rap
They Never lived a day but tell you what your Hussle lack
They get you trapped and locked up
Then they turn they back
Tryna keep real
Now shit got really real
Now the nigga down the street got your deal
I'm in this game like I'm home alone
Feels like the real has been gone for a minute
Too many fakes in this corridor
Drinking backwash just as soon as they spit it
They acting real fake
Seems like they been fake
They acting real fake
Just try to save face
I bet you you ain't know
I bet you you ain't know
Feels like the real has been gone for a minute
Too many fakes in this corridor
Drinking backwash just as soon as they spit it
They acting real fake
Seems like they been fake
They acting real fake
Just try to save face
Green neck rappers
Half stepping trapper
Young swag jacker
Just fronting like bad actors
Just to get a check
Rather risk they self respect
Living with regrets
Never crossed they mind set
Where was line set
Why sacrifice your rep
What do you really get
What you learning from the vet
I did a heat check
And none of y'all could break a sweat
How will it translate
Bet you couldn't even guess
But you the shit now
Till they make you sit down
Chasing all the trends
Till you lose up all your friends
Getting stuck up by the shorties
that's quick to hop up in your benz
Everybody give you props
But they fucking with your ops
And If you spin the block
I bet they quickly call the cops
Don't get caught up perpetuating what you not
Styling with the glocks
Banging on the blocks
Don't forget social media helps the cops
I'm in this game like I'm home alone
Feels like the real has been gone for a minute
Too many fakes in this corridor
Drinking backwash just as soon as they spit it
They acting real fake
Seems like they been fake
They acting real fake
Just try to save face
What's a 360 deal
I bet you you ain't know
Who's the ceo
I bet you you ain't know
Why they on your dick
I bet you you ain't know
How much they really profit
I bet you you ain't know
Better double check your deal before you sign that
Cause once it's done then it's done you can't rewind back
Where was they at when you was grinding on your first pack
Now they critiquing tryna polish up your street rap
They Never lived a day but tell you what your Hussle lack
They get you trapped and locked up
Then they turn they back
Tryna keep real
Now shit got really real
Now the nigga down the street got your deal
I'm in this game like I'm home alone
Feels like the real has been gone for a minute
Too many fakes in this corridor
Drinking backwash just as soon as they spit it
They acting real fake
Seems like they been fake
They acting real fake
Just try to save face
I bet you you ain't know
I bet you you ain't know
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Writer(s): Rashad Wallace
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