shake the fakes

The dope game flipped, it ain't what it used to be, Chasin' paper trails, but they all just a ruse to me, Bitches schemin' while I'm dreamin', can't trust a soul, Got my back against the wall, but I'm still in control. Money talkin' louder, but the truth's on mute, Fakes in my circle, man, they thinkin' they cute, Every deal's a gamble, dice rollin' on the floor, Gotta keep it movin', can’t be trapped in no war. Rhyme's a weapon, I’m the soldier in this fight, Spittin' bars like bullets, always ready to ignite, I’m the king of my castle, watch me rise from the grime, Got the hustle in my veins, can’t waste a single dime. Time’s tickin', I’m relentless, never backin' down, In a world full of clowns, I'm the one with the crown, So I pen these lines, let 'em echo in your mind, Confident, I’m grindin', leavin' all the fakes blind. or