No Fake Love

Young Moe

Ooooh Won’t let nothing go, we slidin’ til we even Ooooh We send shots and get on defense Got niggas on parole but they still totin’ Why the fuck they tell me money fix the pain but I’m still broken Seen the ones who ridin’ with me jumping ship when ain’t no motion That’s probably why I only give her dick with no emotion I fell out with my nigga I prayed for God to fix it I need a Dreka Gates I don’t want no Jada Pinkett Niggas tryna play gorilla Can’t give my life to niggas just for them to tell my children that their daddy was a hitter Got a bond with money I wish I could give that bitch to Drilla Had a brief fall out with Kevin mind your business that’s my nigga Ain’t signed to PNB but I sold rocks since I was little Can’t claim the DMV but niggas know that I’m Virginia You can give a nigga millions and he still won’t give a fuck It might look the same but you can’t talk no chicken with no duck Even if they took my arms away I still could you touched Even if she pour her feelings out I’m leaving when I nut Please don’t tell me that you love me if you don’t mean it Stack that paper to the ceiling How he talking bout he beefing but he vegan? Pillow talkin’ man he sleepin’ How he got on so much ice but he anemic? Heart cold man he freezing Won’t let nothing go, we slidin’ till we even We send shots and get on defense Tryna make a couple milly for these Richies Made it everywhere ain’t have to burn no bridges Send the addy we come thru like demolition Like corona kept my distance from these niggas But I ain’t got no symptoms My car got horses, polo Like Chris Bo my shit dolo I’m stressed out my cup muddy Like Fat Trel my bitch slutty In Houston like the Rockets just spent 90k with Johnny This new AP I’m shinin’ my teeth diamonds for Yung Mazi Them hoes that used to diss me now they jumpin on my dick Lost a lot of partners from the time that I got rich This shit had me turning on myself I almost quit Might not make it to tomorrow, this a risk Please don’t tell me that you love me if you don’t mean it Stack that paper to the ceiling How he talking bout he beefing but he vegan? Pillow talkin’ man he sleepin’ How he got on so much ice but he anemic? Heart cold man he freezing Won’t let nothing go, we slidin’ till we even We send shots and get on defense

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