No Faking (feat. C4 Da Don & Matt Lucas)

Yeah uh
No, I can't let these niggas break me
No, I can't let these niggas break me
No, I can't let these niggas take me
No, I can't let these niggas take me
Yeah I already know these niggas are shaky
Yeah I already know these niggas are shaky
Yeah I already know these niggas faking

I can't look them in the eyes I know that hating
I stay down and on some love, there's no mistaking
I stay solid with my niggas there isn't any trading
This the shit I can't make up yeah isn't any faking
This is what I waited for
I stay solid with myself
Which had me waiting more
Young niggas with all this swag
Is what they can't ignore
Took some losses nigga
You better check the score
But now I'm with Matt Lucas
Chilling up in the back
Coolin
Young niggas rolling fat
No I don't fuck with rats
That's foolish
Focus on getting cash
That fuels me
Young niggas on the tag
With toolies
You don't know how the format goes
Walking in with a comeback show
Yeah yeah

No, I can't let these niggas break me
No, I can't let these niggas break me
No, I can't let these niggas take me
No, I can't let these niggas take me
Yeah I already know these niggas are shaky
Yeah I already know these niggas are shaky
Yeah I already know these niggas faking

Armed and dangerous
Looking for something to rage against
Riding in the back of the whip
And I wanted out because I wasn't made for this
This shit is like boys in the hood
And I will be like Tre
I might switch a lane and shit
Niggas running ram-bit through the city
Clout chasing
Looking for fame and shit
I try to stay out of the way
It's better for me
They are showing love
But they don't love me
I'm rising above
Because they go below
I was a predator to you Teletubbies
You niggas hustling and grinding
Waiting on days that are never coming
I built a boat for the water
They're drowning in my rain
And now it's forever flooded
I mind the business
It's paying the pockets
I walk to the store
On the corners
It's raising the way that they say it's unacceptable
I know that they never knew
I know that they never grew up when the pressure grew
You niggas are not on my level
You're level two
You came over a pot and a kettle too
The dirt that they threw on my name is the same motherfucking dirt that the devil used



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Faulkner, Benjamin Okeo Orina, Christian Ford
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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