fake bitches

Yeah, they flock around me like I’m gold, Shiny racks, but they don’t know my soul. They see the cash, now they play their role, Smiles so sweet, but it’s all for show. (Verse 2) Late night texts, yeah, they hit my line, “Come through, babe,” but it’s just for a dime. I know the game, I’m ahead of the grind, Love ain't real, just a matter of time. (Verse 3) Got the whip, got the drip, but it’s all a facade, When the money’s gone, they vanish like a mirage. I’m stacking up this paper, I’m the one they applaud, But deep down, I’m just playing my part, it’s hard. (Verse 4) I keep it moving, no time for the fake, They want the fortune, but I’m raising the stakes. Confidence high, yeah, I’m never gonna break, I’m the king of my castle, they just want a taste.