Faked It

Niggas never liked me but faked it
Diamond Ina rough I put ice on these chains
Better fake like you like me or become a stain
Survived the shootouts it was me and some angels
Walk-in round with these stripes like da bengals
Thought it was love I came up and they hated
These bitches only love you til you run out of paper
Still gave her the D she couldn't wait to get graded

I'm back onna block like no communication
I know it's some drop cause I taste it
I like to slide when I cover my basis
I ride wit some ghost they can't trace it
No glick you get poke like on Facebook
I got doctor notes I'm unstable
Backdoored ya men wonder who tf raised you
I eat wit my men I even cleaned off the table
If it's smoke let us know fire department can't save you
Bitch

I hit den I slide got me feeling like babe Ruth
I lie in precincts these beats get the truth
Put me in coach u know kweezy gon shoot
Put ya hands inna air raise the roof
I'm the voice of da ville come to 12 im on mute
Go get my lawyer he Jew
I bet dick change up her mood
Old bitch cut me off hoe be actin brand new
I keep it playa u know I ain't worried

Every time I call
my mother be worried
Can't say what I saw I ain't giving a story
They waitin onna drop they be all in my story
I see thru the fake it used to be blurry
These niggas be pussy they purring
I be puttin on for Maryland
I put on that shit on I used to be dirty
Just take ya L moe u are not Ernie
sent you some shots cause you earned it

Crown on my face yea dats permanent
I'm big kweezy might regurgitate
I'm known for that fire like a furnace place
12 tryn see ntb keeezy
versus da state
I leave you holy in my Glock I got faith
Ain't bring no warrant gtf out my face
I got that work I be coming in late
Reeling in junkies imma feed em da bait

I knew I was fried let him rock for da 8
My tongue be tied interrogate I don't say
You could be 9 imma sale you a jay
Split ya tax money den you could be bae
Kweezy a hunnit it's on me I ont play
I need a bitch that's gon do what I say
It's gon go my way or lil baby I'm strait
Slam the dick inna Glock it be screaming out rape

They keep on knocking what you tryna pay
Kweezy got options rock da g48
Imma be poppin when I'm old and I'm grey
Bitch better pop it I ain't come here to lay
Better use caution road da bench I only play
Ain't smoking no roaches imma go get the raid
Gotta free Glock he thought this was a trade
I'm feeling unstoppable knock you right out ya lane

Run up act dumb I put one in ya brain
be back inna basement if it wasn't for Mary Jane
I was havin motion before they knew my name
20 hours inna trap got me drained
These niggas be broke they be sprained
Got da Glock tucked while I'm praying
Inna Lahi wa inna lay he rajum
Sweep it under da rug get da broom
Put you inna sky by da moon
I empty da 9 til you ruined