No Fake

Skeme

I don't need no fake love or no fake friends Bitch I'd rather run this cake up Grind and make ends if it don't make money Hoe it don't make sense I don't need no fake love or no fake friends (hol' up) I don't need no fake love or no fake friends Bitch I'd rather run this cake up Grind and make ends hustlin' 25 Hater round my way we gettin it in I don't need no fake love or no fake friends (hol' up) Big dawg with the ill flow Yeah I heard about the dangers and the Side-effects but a nigga still po'd Sippin' til' my eyes real low and Everything start to move real slow Rappers lying and they know they lying Still tryna tell us they the real though Leanin' heavy Cup muddy muddy like I'm Big Mo Feelin' like Pimp C back every time I Hit you with the trill flow 24 I made my first mill and made A promise Ima get a mill mo' Til' I reach Gold I'm in beast mode with the All flex no chill flow Smile big and let my grill show Niggas fake hard and they real broke Yeah they real broke All that funny money, you the real joke Flexed up 4 pockets full of what these niggas down To die and kill and fo' You ain't gettin' money Nigga tell me what you hear fo' I don't need no fake love or no fake friends Bitch I'd rather run this cake up Grind and make ends if it don't make money Hoe it don't make sense I don't need no fake love or no fake friends (hol' up) I don't need no fake love or no fake friends Bitch I'd rather run this cake up Grind and make ends hustlin' 25 Hater round my way we gettin it in I don't need no fake love or no fake friends (hol' up) You don't know nothin nigga They ain't done did the shit that I did Don't live the life that I lived And took all the right risks to get rich See this was the plan nigga Get the money for my kids' kids' kids' kids I done got chips, now I'm going big PSA for pussy's all on my dick I got some fame but I'm Still on the same block Drill showing with the bang-cock Thick and sweet, you get ya brains popped Bullets fall on niggas like they rain drops My nina's a eater, a beast and a creature She can't wait to meet ya and bon appetite ya Young, rich and famous like MikeWillIMadeIt Contrary to predictions from all Of my teachers boys in the bleachers Wishin' they get in the gang The problem is we not switchin' positions cuz This life is not for the lames Late night ride with the roof back Eyes bloody red but the coupe black Rap niggas still they lying to you I know real niggas glad the truth back I don't need no fake love or no fake friends Bitch I'd rather run this cake up Grind and make ends if it don't make money Hoe it don't make sense I don't need no fake love or no fake friends (hol' up) I don't need no fake love or no fake friends Bitch I'd rather run this cake up Grind and make ends hustlin' 25 Hater round my way we gettin it in I don't need no fake love or no fake friends (hol' up) I said, it's Money over hoes I been ten-toes in way back from The fade to the 'fro Now I got the dreads swinging low Livin' fast, still sippin' slow Yeah yeah, y'all niggas know Nowadays all niggas know SK a dog with a flow Westside god, got the glow VVS's on me flexing make it kinda Hard to keep it low Checks comin', still I'm neck huntin' Try and hit you with the scope Whole time I been going big Meanwhile y'all been coming short I been ballin' on niggas Ain't talkin' 'bout sports I don't need no fake love or no fake friends Bitch I'd rather run this cake up Grind and make ends if it don't make money Hoe it don't make sense I don't need no fake love or no fake friends (hol' up) I don't need no fake love or no fake friends Bitch I'd rather run this cake up Grind and make ends hustlin' 25 Hater round my way we gettin it in I don't need no fake love or no fake friends (hol' up)

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