Really Love Me (feat. Tommy de Bourbon)
Yeah
Oh
Yeah
How am I supposed to know they really love me?
Yeah I made it out the streets and now my wrist is flooded
Making all these racks and now my head is hunted
So I pop a couple percs and now i'm actin dummy
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Yeah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Yeah)
Made a couple racks and now they actin' funny (Yeah)
When it comes to the game yeah I really run it (Yeah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Woah woah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Woah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me?
Am I supposed to trust that they rooting for me? (Yeah)
It's a shame what the fame will do to em'
Money hits the plate and now they all want eat wit us
My choppa got the flames and it'll turn you into dust
Pourin up a double cup it's a sizzurp in a crush
Rollin' up a dutch, eat her out for lunch
Yeah my music's finna blow I kinda got a hunch
Your music super old yea you kind of out of touch
Cruising down the avenue I'm finna drop the clutch
Do they love me or they faking for real?
Fake love yea that's part of the deal
Real love I don't know how to feel
Standing tall like my name is Shaquille
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Yeah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Yeah)
Made a couple racks and now they actin' funny (Yeah)
When it comes to the game you know I really run it (Yeah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Woah woah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Woah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me?
Am I supposed to trust that they rooting for me? (Yeah)
(Guitar)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Yeah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Yeah)
Made a couple racks and now they actin' funny (Yeah)
When it comes to the game you know I really run it (Yeah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Woah woah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Woah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me?
Am I supposed to trust that they rooting for me? (Yeah)
Oh
Yeah
How am I supposed to know they really love me?
Yeah I made it out the streets and now my wrist is flooded
Making all these racks and now my head is hunted
So I pop a couple percs and now i'm actin dummy
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Yeah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Yeah)
Made a couple racks and now they actin' funny (Yeah)
When it comes to the game yeah I really run it (Yeah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Woah woah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Woah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me?
Am I supposed to trust that they rooting for me? (Yeah)
It's a shame what the fame will do to em'
Money hits the plate and now they all want eat wit us
My choppa got the flames and it'll turn you into dust
Pourin up a double cup it's a sizzurp in a crush
Rollin' up a dutch, eat her out for lunch
Yeah my music's finna blow I kinda got a hunch
Your music super old yea you kind of out of touch
Cruising down the avenue I'm finna drop the clutch
Do they love me or they faking for real?
Fake love yea that's part of the deal
Real love I don't know how to feel
Standing tall like my name is Shaquille
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Yeah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Yeah)
Made a couple racks and now they actin' funny (Yeah)
When it comes to the game you know I really run it (Yeah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Woah woah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Woah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me?
Am I supposed to trust that they rooting for me? (Yeah)
(Guitar)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Yeah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Yeah)
Made a couple racks and now they actin' funny (Yeah)
When it comes to the game you know I really run it (Yeah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Woah woah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me? (Woah)
How am I supposed to know they really love me?
Am I supposed to trust that they rooting for me? (Yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Elwood, Frederik Terkildsen
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