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Fake Love
Scratch Montana
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Everybody with this
Everybody with this
Everybody with this fake love
Fake love
Everybody on this fake love think I need a stick
I done fucked so many mans hoes I can't trust no
180 shit
Everybody with this fake love think I need a stick
I done fucked so many mans hoes I can't trust no bitch
I ain't never seen a paystub, streets done made me rich
Don't be walking with them chains on, youngins need a lick
Everybody with this fake love think I need a stick
I done fucked so many mans hoes I can't trust no bitch
I ain't never seen a paystub, streets done made me rich
Don't be walking with them chains on, youngins need a lick
Tell that boy come spin again
We got glizzys and FNs
Imma kill that boy myself, can't put my shooter in a jam
In the A bitch I'm the man
Wanna fuck then bring a friend
All these charges got me pissed, was not part of the plan
Love my shooter, he don't miss
Love my toolie, it don't jam
And I might marry my bitch, she the best I ever had
To my youngins on the strip avoid the box stay in your bag
Like Lebron in number 6, imma score before I pass
I keep a GG, my diamonds VVs
If I'm sliding, Broski firing, I'm the DD
I'm the one they change one, the one it rain on
Feel like a free slave, that's why I keep my chains on
Now they got me sippin' lean, serving fiends in amiri jeans
I ain't choose to hustle, bitch I struggled it's just in my genes
Leave me be
I'm sick of bussin' guns and dodging D's
Everyone a hunnid, if you love me then keep it a G
I got knocked I called up Keys, said I'm behind the wall
I'll be honest I wish time would freeze
Bussdown Audemars
She know I could never love a treesh cuz I tried em all
I prolly won't ever leave the streets till I shot em all
This life ain't shit, this game is rigged and here's the rundown
How you tell someone that lost their homie put the guns down
How you tell someone grew up around trapping don't sell drugs now
How you tell me don't ride for my dog, that's my blood hound
I love my nigguhs like my momma's kids
Feel like Durkio, only the family(OTF) cuz I don't fuck with friends
Can't see the fake, here use my Cartiers
Pour my heart out on the mic and put my problems in my medicine
Everybody with this fake love think I need a stick
I done fucked so many mans hoes I can't trust no bitch
I ain't never seen a paystub, streets done made me rich
Don't be walking with them chains on, youngins need a lick
Everybody with this fake love think I need a stick
I done fucked so many mans hoes I can't trust no bitch
I ain't never seen a paystub, streets done made me rich
Don't be walking with them chains on, youngins need a lick
Tell that boy come spin again
We got glizzys and FNs
We got glizzys and FNs
We got glizzys and FNs
In the A bitch I'm the man
Wanna fuck then bring a friend