fuck the fake shit
[Pre-Chorus 1] I’m sick of the cap, all these snakes in the grass Talk big on the ‘Gram but they fold when I pass Time to expose every bitch-made motherfucker at last [Chorus] Fuck the fake shit, I’m done playin’ nice Real ones ride, fuckboys pay the price [Verse 1] Came from the mud where dreams get cracked and shattered Grew up with wolves smilin’ while they stab you, it’s tragic Pockets empty but my heart stayed savage Now stackin’ racks while you clout chase, lookin’ average Keyboard warrior, in person you passive I walked through fire, you just play with matches Burned every bridge, now dodgin’ the ashes Mama prayed hard, told me keep the passion Streets taught me trust gets you blasted Bitch I’m built different, that’s a motherfuckin’ fact, son [Pre-Chorus 2] They smile in my face but they prayin’ I fall Talk behind screens, never say it at all I see through the front, yeah the mask ‘bout to crawl [Chorus] Fuck the fake shit, I’m done playin’ nice Real ones ride, fuckboys pay the price [Verse 2] Second verse, same curse, spittin’ that venom Cut off my circle, now it’s only winners in ‘em Wanted the smoke but can’t handle the chimney I’m lit like a zip, you just sparks and opinions Earned every chain, every scar that I’m given You rent your whole life, that’s a fucked-up position Dodgin’ the feds while you dodgin’ commitment Talk about hustle but your grind’s fiction Family first, that’s the code I’m livin’ Fuck your excuses, I’m finishin’ missions [Chorus] Fuck the fake shit, I’m done playin’ nice Real ones ride, fuckboys pay the price [Verse 3] Last verse, full clip, emptyin’ magazines Every bar surgical, cut deep like a guillotine They said I wouldn’t make it, now beggin’ on knees Don’t want your apology, bitch I want my receipts Turned pain to power, nights into cream Doubters to dust, now ghosts in my feed Allergic to suckers, break out in steam City on my back like a motherfucking beam No co-sign needed, I’m my own fuckin’ king Fuck all the noise, this the crown that I bring [Chorus] Fuck the fake shit, I’m done playin’ nice Real ones ride, fuckboys pay the price (End — fade on ad-libs: “Yeah… fuck the fakes… real shit only…”)
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[Pre-Chorus 1] I’m sick of the cap, all these snakes in the grass Talk big on the ‘Gram but they fold when I pass Time to expose every bitch-made motherfucker at last [Chorus] Fuck the fake shit, I’m done playin’ nice Real ones ride, fuckboys pay the price [Verse 1] Came from the mud where dreams get cracked and shattered Grew up with wolves smilin’ while they stab you, it’s tragic Pockets empty but my heart stayed savage Now stackin’ racks while you clout chase, lookin’ average Keyboard warrior, in person you passive I walked through fire, you just play with matches Burned every bridge, now dodgin’ the ashes Mama prayed hard, told me keep the passion Streets taught me trust gets you blasted Bitch I’m built different, that’s a motherfuckin’ fact, son [Pre-Chorus 2] They smile in my face but they prayin’ I fall Talk behind screens, never say it at all I see through the front, yeah the mask ‘bout to crawl [Chorus] Fuck the fake shit, I’m done playin’ nice Real ones ride, fuckboys pay the price [Verse 2] Second verse, same curse, spittin’ that venom Cut off my circle, now it’s only winners in ‘em Wanted the smoke but can’t handle the chimney I’m lit like a zip, you just sparks and opinions Earned every chain, every scar that I’m given You rent your whole life, that’s a fucked-up position Dodgin’ the feds while you dodgin’ commitment Talk about hustle but your grind’s fiction Family first, that’s the code I’m livin’ Fuck your excuses, I’m finishin’ missions [Chorus] Fuck the fake shit, I’m done playin’ nice Real ones ride, fuckboys pay the price [Verse 3] Last verse, full clip, emptyin’ magazines Every bar surgical, cut deep like a guillotine They said I wouldn’t make it, now beggin’ on knees Don’t want your apology, bitch I want my receipts Turned pain to power, nights into cream Doubters to dust, now ghosts in my feed Allergic to suckers, break out in steam City on my back like a motherfucking beam No co-sign needed, I’m my own fuckin’ king Fuck all the noise, this the crown that I bring [Chorus] Fuck the fake shit, I’m done playin’ nice Real ones ride, fuckboys pay the price (End — fade on ad-libs: “Yeah… fuck the fakes… real shit only…”)